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Cold Feet

hey .. how are you guys ..??
Today was extraordinary , because today i was travelling :P (sweet right ??) . 
well i wont be so sure of it. I was travelling with a single question in mind . 
we might have seen .. in the movies (romantic comedies) that the brides have pre-wedding jitters 
and sometimes grooms have cold feet hence the title. No please dont jump to conclusions im not getting married . The phrase is associated with marriage but it stands for having the inability to act on oneself's decision. 
well that is whats happening here as well . I am low today because of a decision not taken but imposed on me and this i have to live by . I have been looking at it like it was way too far to worry about it just yet .
Yesterday i got a wake up call and the decision looked me in the eye and in a taunting tone it asked 
" ready for me yet chum?? " .
 I was dumbstruck ... thinking that the time had come near enough to face this decision .
I am not the one who gets really attached and stuff but i never knew that i did until yesterday  . 
The characters though for a short period stayed in my life but sure did played an everlasting part in my life . 
Even the thought of leaving is horrifying enough . I still dont know how will i tell them , 
what will be their reaction and what will be the outcome . Some decisions in life are not taken 
but are made for us and those decisions usually have the concept of cold feet for the doer of deed, 
and that is where i am right now . 
Have rehearsed the whole scene many times in my head yet im sure i wont be able to muster the courage 
to say it all. 
Goodbye is one thing i was never good with but perhaps it is required .   

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