I've just woken up. I log in. A friend pings me on gmail...
G: abe tere ko pata hai lyf me kya krna hai.
me : O_o... sochne de shaam ko batata hun...
later in the evening...
G: kuch socha?
(man, this guy has the perseverance of a bull terrier!)
I crack jokes, cite a few aphorisms and bid him good night. But it sets me thinking...
Life's pretty much been a game of tagging along. I often find myself flummoxed when people ask me what i want to do in life and feel envious of those who seem to have it all figured out. The pitiful all-knowing stares and cockiness only adds to my despair. Its not that i haven't tried reflecting...what with the huge rigmarole of "find a passion to live for", "do something meaningful"... big words brandished in our face without the slightest bit of thought for poor souls like me.. I mean seriously, the way the world sounds today it almost seems like a social imperative that you should have a clue or you are deemed totally worthless. Well, i have tried...it's just that, every time i try, i hit a wall. So i have resigned myself to waiting for the moment of epiphany that perennially seems to elude me.
I have been accused of brooding(especially over the mess table, the food they serve doesn't help either). The thing is i get lost too often. My eyes glaze over bang in the middle of a conversation, something i get away with by nodding my head and smiling. I like having conversations with myself, conjuring up entire worlds and scenarios and obliterating them in the blink of an eye. This blog is a continuation in the same spirit. A means of intellectual self gratification if you say so.(wow! big words, i feel smug already...damn! i cant help myself here too)
I had always wanted to write something original, so thought of making a decent start, albeit a little late(time played a fickle bitch). Now most of my earlier forays have been smaller bits n pieces so i'm not expecting anything fancy here and neither should you. May be, and i know its too optimistic, just maybe, writing it out will help clear the fog. Oh eternal sunshine, where art thou? Well be wherever you are, i guess i'll make do with a little rain... Its too hot here!!
Its way past midnight. The song in the playlist changes to 'up in the air'. Reassured, i cant help but smile. I suddenly realize i'm hungry. Its time for some cheese Maggi and a donut.
G: abe tere ko pata hai lyf me kya krna hai.
me : O_o... sochne de shaam ko batata hun...
later in the evening...
G: kuch socha?
(man, this guy has the perseverance of a bull terrier!)
I crack jokes, cite a few aphorisms and bid him good night. But it sets me thinking...
Life's pretty much been a game of tagging along. I often find myself flummoxed when people ask me what i want to do in life and feel envious of those who seem to have it all figured out. The pitiful all-knowing stares and cockiness only adds to my despair. Its not that i haven't tried reflecting...what with the huge rigmarole of "find a passion to live for", "do something meaningful"... big words brandished in our face without the slightest bit of thought for poor souls like me.. I mean seriously, the way the world sounds today it almost seems like a social imperative that you should have a clue or you are deemed totally worthless. Well, i have tried...it's just that, every time i try, i hit a wall. So i have resigned myself to waiting for the moment of epiphany that perennially seems to elude me.
I have been accused of brooding(especially over the mess table, the food they serve doesn't help either). The thing is i get lost too often. My eyes glaze over bang in the middle of a conversation, something i get away with by nodding my head and smiling. I like having conversations with myself, conjuring up entire worlds and scenarios and obliterating them in the blink of an eye. This blog is a continuation in the same spirit. A means of intellectual self gratification if you say so.(wow! big words, i feel smug already...damn! i cant help myself here too)
I had always wanted to write something original, so thought of making a decent start, albeit a little late(time played a fickle bitch). Now most of my earlier forays have been smaller bits n pieces so i'm not expecting anything fancy here and neither should you. May be, and i know its too optimistic, just maybe, writing it out will help clear the fog. Oh eternal sunshine, where art thou? Well be wherever you are, i guess i'll make do with a little rain... Its too hot here!!
Its way past midnight. The song in the playlist changes to 'up in the air'. Reassured, i cant help but smile. I suddenly realize i'm hungry. Its time for some cheese Maggi and a donut.
