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Nearing the quarter milestone...Shit


Life…beautiful and a bit messy: P I have almost made it to the quarter milestone of life’s my journey and I don’t know how many more such milestones are to be traversed. Shit! It’s like a simple labyrinth. I almost have all that I had wished for (or do I?), intentionally or otherwise. A job...Check and hey I so wanted to work for PwC and yes am supposedly employed by them, cool environment at work...Check, monthly pay...uhmm can say not bad! But it’s far behind my set target for this milestone. Diamonds...check plus a rider, they are not self bought. A PSP and an ipod... a big question mark! Good friends...Check! Friends for life...uhmm can’t say! Attend a close friend’s marriage...naah not yet. Movie every weekend...forget it! A nice long relaxing holiday...?? A friend to share all at workplace...CHECK! Lucky me...I literally spend my entire day with her 5 days a week! My own car...sighs!! Only in my dream. Personal growth...uhmm yes sort of. Variety in wardrobe...well yes but there’s still lots more stuff to experiment with.

My report card isn’t that bad so Hurray! Look at me! The head is full of crap and shit...see! I so used to play with words and get it all down so effortlessly. Damn! That’s a BIG red mark on my report card. Well, I had ambitions of carving a book in solitude at a nice cottage in a hilly place with a cute kitty by my side. Now, it seems that’s never ever gonna happen. Writing made me feel special and now it seems like an identity crisis to me, thanks to this writer's block. Writing was spiritual for me, I felt centered and connected. At times, I wonder whether I have lost it because of the inflating ego balloon within. I used to be so humble and now I lose my cool so easily. And very often the anger swells up and converts into tears...I so hate that moment. Later on, when I look back at those random outbursts of mine I go like ‘So stupid of me’! My god!! The last one was so...forget it!!

Here I go,stuck in the middle again. I wish there was a medicine to cure this writer’s block...Shit!

Comments

sobhit said…
gud 2c some scribbling after a long gap... checking ur own report card.. u dont get to do dat.. for u more den often underestimate urself...

wots a rider?? not self bot?? n frnds for life u can check.. only if ur willing to.. d mystery puzzle to like to close urself in.. gets confusing at times.. wot u really want.. am sure u dnt knw it urself :P :P...

hiting quarter of a milestone sure can be tricky.. am sure am going in depression for few days once i hit the silver jubli.... PSP n ipod bhi ho jayega check soon.. in fact sab ho jayega check.. i say u start preparing a new wish list alogn side.. somthings can be worked out easier den other...

not a shitty post et al like u wud hv wanted ppl to blv.. u jst need to gv urself sm air.. try new things.. else sochti hi reh jayegi.. n b4 u knw u wud b hitting d next milestone.. n dat time.. u might not evn hv d time to right about it here.. or check ur report card...

keep posting n b4 u knw d words ur skipping dis time will come back flying 2d mind... well am short on vocab so wont rather cant say much.. but nice to see a post from u momd..
May 22, 2011 at 10:25 AM
Pinpaks said…
Advance wishes on your birthday!! 25 is really special indeed. It is nice to see you are not freaking out (ok, maybe a little. :D) a lot, unlike me a couple of years ago. looking back, it feels weird. Life does not always conform to your checklists. As long as your heart is in the right place, the journey is what matters.

have a happy time! keep posting more often. yours is one blog I really miss.
May 22, 2011 at 12:49 PM
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