The after life

Call it life after that or just life after she has left, it was just the after life. Just at some point of time you miss someone who was good to you and u leave it all behind. The after life has been so rocking as well. Yes. I never had much friends after that but i just thought i wont require any. I lived my life all for myself.
Have learnt swimming, billiards and practised them for a long time. Due to the new limitations, i had to go on cycle for two kms up and down dialy. That helped me keep busy all the days and got tired so early to think of anything else in my life.

Just as the years passed by, i almost forgot madhu's memories and all about her except for that smile she had and the song which she always sang. Each time i hear that song, i sense a familiar hand touching me, a familiar tone soothing me and that same old hippicut, four eyed buddy flashes in my mind.
Days have grown smaller and still time staggers and drags whenever i hear that song. There are only some people who can tell which song it was. I aint gonna disclose it.

After that, i am gonna write it as simple as it happened coz no more spiced up events in my life.
I did my Inter, BE and was in job with Ashok Leyland one of the leading truck sellers of India. Was appointed as a deputy manager with the company and was undergoing training. As a part of trainee i was moved to mumbai to coordinate for getting some fire fighting trucks body building for military.

Well i shall tell you about the situation there. I was a trainee by then. That was the first time i have been to a big city. I dont know shit about the place. I was just given an address and a name to meet with. No idea of what i am supposed to do. What i am supposed to coordinate. None so ever. Added to the top of it, i caught fever which was around 102 degrees. Depressed, mentally failed, i called up home to hear whats happening. Dad could sense what was missing and called up our relative in mumbai straight away. It was a life saving act for me.

The next three days looked to me like a bring back from the death. I got my health back, was eating healthy home made food, know atleast a decent route to the station and where to find good break fast, had a home(or rather call it a room) to come back to, a working internet connection to mail up all the shit to my bosses.
Mumbai is a place that is meant for work. People there are just so busy and yet so friendly. Its always about the work that they travel a whole lot of kilometers, they work hard, maintain good composture, no hard rivalries, no losing tempers, everyone is just about good at their work.
Since i get to have a lot of free time, i spent it at home trying to have fun over internet. Orkut had been a good friend of mine then.