The story of you, the ganges, and I.

Love flows deep in rivers.

So lazy.

I had the laziest day in the history of planet earth today, starting from the tertamezazoic era.Its possible that a few of those dinosaurs were lazier than this.
Its 9 pm and i havent had a bath or washed my face.
Ive watched 2 movies and played 4 games of scrabble.
Thats it.
All done right from this spot on the couch.
I think its possible that my skins gotten fused with the couch material.
Somebody help me out of here.

guilty?

I saw this movie last night called blood diamond. It left me in a sour mood and with a sour taste in my mouth.

Its about the civil war in Sierra Leone which started because diamonds were discovered in this area which both the government and the Rebels (locals) want control over. The Rebels use the revenue from these diamonds to further fund the war, by buying sopisticated arms and training (even underage) locals, hence causing more bloodshed.These diamonds are termed conflict diamonds and they say that this problem has been solved to a large extent by curbing the sales of these conflict diamonds,by certain international governing bodies,but not entirely.

After having watched the movie a lot of people said that "now I never want to buy a diamond" but I wonder if the war started because of the buyers' vanity or whether the war just feeds on it. This sort of a civil war had happened before because of ivory and other things as well, so I cannot help but blame the people in question rather than the diamonds.

And the moment had arrived

I finally quit my job. I did it.

I was subconsciously waiting for a day when I would be extremely happy, and know for sure that its not homesickness or any deeprooted sadness which was causing all this drama in my head and making me want to quit.
So one fine day, when my niece laughed all morning just because she saw me eating toast, and I saw a girl with a wedgie at the food court, I just knew that the moment had arrived. I couldnt be happier, had not laughed so much in a while, and I decided to summon the authorities immediately and tell them to find themselves a replacement for me.
Slept like a baby that night.

People often tell me that I'm going to regret my decision, but as the days pass, my instinct grows stronger and tells me that I made the right move. It may just be plain rebellion but as long as there isnt a doubt in my mind.

I must confess that a couple of fortune tellers and well wishers told me that I shouldnt quit before such and such date, and that did affect my decision. I wholeheartedly went against their advice and it gave me immense pleasure in doing so. I dont wish to undermine their clairvoyance here, its possible that they knew how well reverse psychology would work with me.

I have no clue whats to follow next. I dont even want to clutter my head with options. Its going to be complete vaccuum for the next few months, till sudden inspiration takes over and enlightens me about what should be done next.

I know how you feel calvin

is this my quarterlife crisis?

I've recently discovered that having nothing to do at work is not as much fun as i thought it would be. Nevertheless, it is educational as i learn more from the internet.I spent an entire afternoon looking up information about pianos and i discovered that there are so many rules about scales, notations etc which i was clueless about, even though i claim to have learnt western classical piano (on and off) since the age of 9. I also realized that to be able to afford the piano of my dreams ( a bluthner baby grand ),I would definitely have to quit infosys and start making a new plan.

Sometimes i cannot decide whether having gone into this line was a terrible mistake. I know i'm secure about my job, and that people in conventional society think of me well and it always makes me feel cool to be a technogeek, but that sums up all the benefits which this job could offer.

I know that being really good at this job will not give me as much pleasure as being really good at an artform.Its bizarre how badly i want to be good at dance/martial arts/vocals/piano/art etc etc and how i really really dont care about how good i am at my job.

Now the question that i'm faced with is whether it is possible to excel at something alongside work (which takes up 80% of my time) or whether i should take a risk,quit and do whatever i please...and eventually discover what is it that i really need to do to exhaust all my creative and nervous energy.I wish something would happen...an inspirational flash...a sudden miraculous adrenalin rush or anything at all... which helps me make up my mind and get me out of this dilemma.

Spent a fruitful weekend in bombay. Went n watched this dreadful movie called Poseidon and just when i thought it couldnt get worse i saw yet another movie called "jarhead".
Apart from that i accidentally did this musical theater workshop which incredibly enough i really enjoyed! We're dancing to roxanne. I didnt think I was capable of melodrama but apparently I am. Although its going to take me a while to figure out why people enjoy performing on stage with a million scrutinizing eyes on them;when they're at their utmost state of vulnerability,venting and digging out emotions which really shouldnt be made public, and with stark lights bringing into view all the areas in your body you wouldnt want to emphasise upon. The bizarre thing is that i loved it too.
Just out of curiosity i also did a jazz workshop which was a good workout more than anything else...i always thought that jazz was about all those strange men with painted faces and bodysuits enacting expressions in mime but turns out i was mistaken.
Now its back to monday morning and a good whole week of staring at my comp screen at work and waiting for something interesting to happen around me. Anything god please...aliens, shark attacks, blizzards, powercuts....I cant take 5 days of inactivity!!