As an individual, I tend to build my own support system around myself wherever I go. I did it when I was in Gurgaon for a short stint and I have certainly done it here, in Bangalore, where I have been for almost three years now.
My support system here comprised of these two room-mates of mine. I always believed that we had a fairly detached existence until such a time when we decided to surrender the apartment and go our own way. A job change for one resulting in relocation and marriage of another had prompted this decision.
When I now look back at the years together I realize how dependant I was on them. They were indeed the people who made a place away from home, livable and bearable.
Moving on is a strange thing. It has all the ingredients to qualify it as a mixed bag. From the very likable, optimistic and hollow in the stomach feeling of a new start to the almost choking sadness to let go of what has been yours for some time now.
For now, keeping faith in the belief that all happens for the best.
Good luck
God Bless
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