MR

My unit become MR last Friday. Its very last ICT. It was tough, so tough most of us hated it, for lack of efficiency, for the unreasonable demands of the trainers, for the sun, the lack of sleep etc

But still I felt a sense of loss. A feeling that something had ended. It was a joy working with this group of people, otherwise my 2.5 years would have been much worse, and maybe even a total waste of time. I made very good friends there, perhaps the best in my life. I became more matured. Stronger.

The family day came and passed. Instead of girlfriends. I see my mates with toddlers in their arms. Suddenly it dawned upon me that I might be, and most likely is, getting old. People are driving instead of walking. Talking about houses and careers instead of university and breakups with their gfs.

It seems to mark a second leg of my life. And incidentally I will be getting married next month!

18th Jan 1996 to 17th May 1998