Dear Sam,
You know very well that I do often hesitate to blog something in English and it doesn't belong to any regret to that language but rather its my compassion towards my native Malayalam, my second mom. But,now, do feel, its the right time to tell something what I honestly earned from you in these hardly two years of companionship and living together.
Still I recollect, it was a terrific afternoon of a worst stormy and hottest day in July of the year 2008, I was in a cab sent from the company which was occupied to its maximum with the employees who were back from their happy holidays. Their gloomy faces made me flashing back the glimpses of the teary moments that I had gone through whenever I was taken back to boarding school after my two months summer holidays. I couldn't see anything through the windshields but just the smog resulted from a suspension of the wriggling tiny sand and humid air. Sam,
When I entered to the company, different varieties of people, more precisely, a cross sectional representation of all the classes of human traits that I have had acquainted during my academics, were exposed in front of me. Really speaking, it is an awesome experience to get a plenty of human beings (I do like to call them human 'characters' as we are all good actors in being 'being') at a hand away when you are really interested in studying traits, behavior, psychological defense mechanisms of individuals, attitudes etc etc. When you own yourself enough experience of getting hurt from those called 'friends' of your past, you will be cautious at its most to scan for a matching wave having a closest wavelength, amplitude and a same phase of interference to have a constructive output in the resulting relationship.
