A New Hope

You don't need to be a brainiac to figure out that i've borrowed the title of my very first post from the first Star Wars movie, which actually turned out to be the fourth part in a six part series.... i'd always wondered as a kid why it started with Episode 4 instead of 1... and i had to wait till i was 22 to get an answer.

Perhaps it is a coincidence that i was also born on the same year A New Hope was released, but i didn't realize that when i chose it. I chose it because I feel it encompasses where I am at the moment. I stepped on a snake, slid down to the bottom and have just barely managed to stand back up. I feel I am about to embark on a new quest, a new journey, and therefore now more than any other time in my life, I need, a new hope.

I can imagine you're confused. So let me start at the beginning, which also happens to be the end. In a nut shell, I was in love, I proposed, she said yes, then she went away for 6 months to pursue her dream, I held her close, then let her go. The next thing i remember, it was over. She ended it after just two months.

The first impression

The writing on the wall

The ring

So that was my snake. That was how I ended up right here, at the bottom, at the beginning. Maybe there’s a ladder round the corner, maybe there will be more snakes. But I’m hoping that the former is true.

And just like Star Wars I begin this blog with my journey from here onwards… maybe I will get the courage to write about how we began. How I fell so deeply in love and how it all disappeared before my very eyes. Maybe. But for now, I’m going to look forward, I’m going to focus on dusting off all the dirt, attending to the gaping wounds and begin the healing process… it's my turn to throw the dice again... and this is why I need A New Hope.

Where's the tequila?

A note from the creator:

I met Sanjeev many, many, many moons ago in Royal Lake Club where we took dancing classes together. Our dads used to drink at the Batek Bar and sometimes 'forgot' that their kids were waiting outside for hours to be sent home. Looking back, we have them to thank cause that's where our friendship grew. We started talking to each other out of sheer boredom while waiting for the old men to finish their drinks. Sanjeev was 5 years older than me but we somehow hit it off and have remained the best of friends ever since.

When Sanjeev went to Australia to further his studies, we used to write letters to each other. Not emails, but hand-written letters. We would write pages and pages of random nonsense. I loved getting those letters from him. I still have them stored away in a box actually. Sanjeev has such an animated character. When he tells you a story, he describes everything with full of energy and expression. If you've followed his show on TV, then you would know what I'm talking about. His writing is just the same.

I still find it weird that my childhood friend is now a celebrity. Though he doesn't see himself in that way at all, bottom line, he IS a celebrity. How many of us can say we host a TV programme along side the gorgeous Paula Malai Ali? Or better yet, how many of us can say we were in the same car being DRIVEN by Michael Schumacher? Going out with him is always funny cause all these men would recognize him and strike up a conversation. I'm sure he would much prefer it if they were women, but that's what you get when you host an F1 related show.

He travels the world for work, sees such amazing things and meets equally amazing people. Many guys I know would exchange their mundane desk jobs in a flash for Sanjeev's uber cool job. For ages I've been telling him that he needs to start a blog so he can document his fascinating life and share it with the world so we can live vicariously through him. He has toyed with the idea many times but never got off his arse to do it. So after some thought, I've decided to start this blog for him. He has absolutely no idea till he reads this. Surprise San!!! :)

I just got back yesterday from a trip to Singapore where I spent two whole days with him. He said he wants to write a book. His life was heading a certain direction according to his plans. But life, ah life... you never know what life is going to throw at you. He is at a certain crossroad of his life right now. He has no idea what the future entails. His life might not be going in the direction he planned it, but heck, nothing ever does.

As a good friend, I can't sit there and watch him hurt. I say if life throws you lemons, don't make lemonade. Bring out the tequila! Celebrate life and have a laugh.

Like a game of snakes and ladders, you inch your way to the top. But those wretched snakes are everywhere. If you hit one, you slide back down to the bottom. Damn those snakes. But who cares? There's a ladder just waiting around the corner. And Sanjeev, you'll be back up there in no time.

This is your first step towards writing that book.

Now get writing!



Much love,

Fiona Jane Gomez

http://accordingtofiona.blogspot.com