“How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?”
I lost it. I lost it all.
Three years of electronic ranting, tales of code, help, pride, use, abuse, love, hate, lies, videos, pdfs, – fuck, the list is endless! It surely justifies taking a sick leave …
Andrew Grove says Only the paranoid survives. But he never says getting hyper-paranoid for survival. Well, no regrets brother – just lessons.
If you happen to have no clue which loss I’m talking about – you hardly know me. Its my google account – I forgot the password for it. The big G is the spinal cord of your online existence – once you snap from it your gmail, blog, orkut, notebook, reader, docs everything refuses you as if you are some sort of a beguiler trying to steal the free services and be the next spam superstar!
Every loss makes you wiser. Its like a tool that refreshes the the old, and paves the way for the new change. So …
“Turn the clock to zero, boss
The river’s wide, we’ll swim across
Started up a brand new day
It could happen to you – just like it happened to me
There’s simply no immunity – there’s no guarantee
I say love’s such a force – if you find yourself in it
And sometimes no reflection is there“