A wise person once said that life is a circle. But to confirm this one has to complete the circle. I don’t want to finish walking through my entire circle just now. I’ll take my time :) I have realized that life certainly has different stages and it changes in each stage. There are some people who cling to a stage and don’t let it pass. Remember those forty years old bald guys sporting french-cut beards, wearing jazzy t-shirts trying their best to look like teenagers, but ending up looking monstrous.
I am talking all this boring stuff because now my life is entering into the Boring Stage. Actually, this stage might have started about a year back. I have been trying to fight and reverse it since then. But, today I realize that there is hardly any chance of reversing it, and hence these gloomy outpourings.
There is not much work in office nowadays and I am writing this post from my office. Got nothing better to do. On the personal front, I am left with two good friends in the city. Both work on Saturdays and even a weekend trip out of Mumbai is hard to make. Life is getting boring. Looks like I’ll have to make a compromise and hangout with guys who are more of acquaintances than friends.
Life with so few good friends and who have relatives in the city has become a drag. This gets compounded when you are not staying with your family and have decided not to screw around. Well! screwing around or rather not screwing around will need another piece of writing but a man has got to live with the choices he makes. And something inside me tells me that I would not regret this decision.
I am talking all this boring stuff because now my life is entering into the Boring Stage. Actually, this stage might have started about a year back. I have been trying to fight and reverse it since then. But, today I realize that there is hardly any chance of reversing it, and hence these gloomy outpourings.
There is not much work in office nowadays and I am writing this post from my office. Got nothing better to do. On the personal front, I am left with two good friends in the city. Both work on Saturdays and even a weekend trip out of Mumbai is hard to make. Life is getting boring. Looks like I’ll have to make a compromise and hangout with guys who are more of acquaintances than friends.
Life with so few good friends and who have relatives in the city has become a drag. This gets compounded when you are not staying with your family and have decided not to screw around. Well! screwing around or rather not screwing around will need another piece of writing but a man has got to live with the choices he makes. And something inside me tells me that I would not regret this decision.
