Separation

It is with a kind of an inexplicable joy that I am writing this post because I write very lightly yet you folks find it praiseworthy. (Inexplicable adjective: unable to be understood or explained.) I thank you all with my complete heart for appreciating my posts.

I am afraid I have not written here that I was in Delhi for a good period of time. I was pursuing diploma in computer applications and communications skills course from that big smoke. (Big smoke: big city.) I must timorously confess that I was never good at studies, and these courses were really beyond my abilities. (Timorously adverb fearfully or shyly.) But please don’t you presume that I failed in these courses for I did manage to get through them!

Somehow I also managed to get a job of website developer. It was like a lovely dream as this was the kind of job I was looking forward to! I was worried because my course was about to over and before that I had to get a suitable job.

My worry was intensified because employers all over India have preconceived notions against the blind, so for me, the chances of getting a suitable job were slim. Needless to tell, preconceived notions are wrong, and if they turn out to be right, it is due to sheer chance.

Whether these dim- witted (dim-witted: stupid or silly) employers understand this or not...I must tell that it is always ‘blind’ and not ‘blinds’; in plural we use it as ‘the blind’.

Anyway, as I was joyfully returning from the interview, it struck me that I will be separated from my friends. The grief of leaving them was so intense that it pretty overwhelmed me even in my joy. (Grief noun deep sorrow or suffering.) You rarely feel happy and sad at the same time, and when you do get in such a curious condition, a perplexed flood of excitement thrills your heart. Lost in excitement, I ran into the back of a parked truck and got an injury on my forehead from the protruding rods. (Protruding: sticking out.) Coincidently, as I write this post, a fresh injury at the same place on my forehead has been ripped open by a trolley which was hooked up to a tractor.

Those two days I was happy because the studies I had done were bearing fruits; sad because I was leaving my beloved friends; hopeful and nervous because I was entering the professional life; energetic because I had been appreciated; tired because of packing and finding a new place. It was an inexplicable storm of mixed emotions that I had never thought about.

We had planned that on getting jobs we will rent a flat and live together, but it was childish and impractical. Now we all are living in different cities: separation is all part of life’s rich tapestry. (Be all part of life’s rich pageant/tapestry [literary]: a sad and difficult but an unavoidable part of life.)

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Some useful phrases used above:
• Inexplicable joy
• Preconceived notions
• A perplexed flood of excitement
• An inexplicable storm of mixed emotions
• Childish and impractical