A Quest

I woke up in the morning to sound of spring and murmur of butterflies. It isn't just another day. It is a fresh beginning in a place so foreign, the place I chose to be a part of; the stance that would mark my career as a journalist.

Ending a career and choosing another seemed so easy until the last day, until the time I preferred not to think too much about it. Now that everything that has to be done is done all that is left is to reason it out. Confusion that is ingrained in me had its say. Confidence the alter ego is resting in peace. Courage is the one that always elude me in time of need but it is already sneaking its way in. Divine presence which everyone seeks during emergency has already been taken care off.

I have pondered over it, for the better or for worse I’m going to see it to the end. It was a choice which seemed so easy and viable from outside but definitely did not look so when I actually live through it; the decision which came off as “Chasing a Dream” to the perceptive few might not be so wrong after all; the choice might as well be the chance to make the change I had always wanted.

It is a long road I’m taking with its own twists and turns. This is a quest which I know not the end for that is too far-fetched!