Memories
Love the written medium . It allows one to pause between lines and reflect . Been wanting to write something for a long time , but other than linked in posts about the startup i cofounded , never got time for anything else . So here goes , a tribute to myself . 40 years of me . Let me start by saying , it is no fun to be 40 . I am glad I was travelling during my 40th eve for work as I never wanted to celebrate that moment when the clock struck 12 . But thinking back , life has been a collection of these moments . Those little situations that you encounter , and some of them stick on as memories , good , bad or just memories .Like that one day,when my parents left me in kindergarten and I spent the whole day holding on to the window grills waiting for them to take me back . That one day when I learned how to cycle . That one day when I fell under a moving cycle rickshaw . That one day in the week when I used to wait for library period to pick my favourite book as I was a geek . That