I should say that we saw it coming though we chose to ignore. Ever since I came here to Dallas, I have been hearing about the same news, which turns out to be just another rumor. I was worried for the first time thinking that if ever something like that is going to happen, then I would be the first one to get effected as I was the last person got in here. Then I got used to that news. Every passing year, there was this news, “There will be major lay off in this site”.
We got some clues during June and then September and then the next month, and we were like, “Dude, not until next year”. And, one fine day, we got this mail about some unplanned all hands meeting, followed by a message asking us not to attend the important info session. We were all sitting in the room, we all knew what would be the announcement, but still I was sure that there were few of us, who still believed or expected it to be another rumor. And there we were; bunch of laid of employees – some shocked, some betrayed, some disgusted, some caught off guard, some emotionless, and few smiling. That declared the end of Dallas to me.
That was an even ending to a year which started with a very bad note. But life moves on. Relocating from Dallas was something which I was not expecting myself to do. I would rather wanted to go back home and get settled, at leaset until last year. Or maybe I would not have wanted to move out of Dallas the way it has happening now.
So much of life has happened here in Dallas: new friends, cars, accident, breakup, places, road trips, travelling, food, MacArthur Boulevard, gym and more. MacArthur Boulevard to us is like what river Nile is to Africa. I lived my 2.5 years of life around this road. It has everything that we needed and wanted. Let it be Office, Hollywood theater, Restaurant (any cuisine), Kroger, Sam’s, Parks, Indian Shops, Temple and Fitness Center – you name it and MacArthur has it.
Just when we were having this realization that Dallas feels like home, we are moving out of Dallas. Neither anything belongs to us, nor do we belong to something. We will have to move on, but I will miss Dallas for sure.
To love is one thing, to leave is another; but to live is certainly bundle of memory which we want to carry forward.
