The Eighth of October. Day 1094. It's been a long journey. A journey spanning three years. A journey, which never seems to end. A journey, which I hope, will never end.

Day 1.... I, Amith, and Nidhi set foot on the soils of Bangalore. Set foot with different dreams, different aspirations, and different goals..... I, wanting to see the world; Nidhi, wanting the world to see him; and Amith... Amith had no goals... He just wanted to escape marriage.

Day 364..... Amith had quit learning, but somehow had barely managed to hold onto the throne of being the 'Most Eligible Bachelor in the family'.... Nidhi was as confused as always, but he shared the crown with Amith.... I did not know what I was doing with my life, nor any notion as to where it was heading......

Day 729... Amith had lost the battle..... or rather, I should say, voluntarily lost it. Nidhi now was the undisputed heir to the throne..... But he was ever more confused as what to do with it..... My life was still a mess, though I gave the notion that all was well...

Today.... Amith is bearing the fruits of his labour.... He has been blessed with a son... I, now share the throne with Nidhi, although Nidhi is perilously close to losing it.... My life is out of murky waters. The storms have abated.... Am in full control of the sails.... No more afraid of the seas ahead.

1094 days... I have had my moments. Moments of desolateness... Moments of anguish.... Moments of helplessness.... and overall... Moments of joy.... Those sweet rare drops of honey that touch your life and go... Moments that make you feel life is indeed worth living... Like that moment I opened my colleague's diary, and found she had preserved the rose I had given her....

Bindu... I owe you one.