Going to work on a Friday morning with the entire weekend ahead of you is a feeling of sheer joy that I’m sure I share with many working professionals. But today, listening to college going kids on route, making plans on catching up for a movie, on a Friday morning brought me down from the cloud called bliss, back to my own pathetic life!
It all started with my father pushing me into Bachelors in Accounting & Finance after my school, something I wasn’t interested in, but did it anyway as there was nothing I thought at that time was good for me, and that graduation is such a big deal these days to get your ass to any job that pays you well. Now.. I do not enjoy my job at a bank (even if it includes calling up other banks located in fashionable destinations like Paris or London, “Bonjour, ceci est Siddharth de JP Morgan”) and do not know what I want from life.
Well, honestly, the more I heard those kids make plans about “catching up” for a movie on a Friday morning and go with the flow for the rest of the day with no plans in mind, the more it made me want to go back to my own college days; rewind to exactly what it used to be a year ago, when I only studied a month before the exams and had the whole world’s time to myself, go for movies, window shop, check out the new store/eatery that opened up somewhere, go to the gym, download porn (when others would be busy working) with no traffic blocking the speed of my broadband. Thats when a sudden realization hit me, stronger than the rumor that Lady Gaga had a penis – that I never wanted to grow up and take responsibility of my own self and that I love eating on my dad’s money.
Suddenly, everything started to make sense as to why I’ve been cribbing about my perfect job, or my occasional desire to marry an old fart(ress), poison her, acquire all her wealth and live happily ever after!
Jokes apart, I know one thing for sure, when you’re too spoilt with choices, you don’t end up choosing the best one for yourself! And as Dave Barry had said (and Davey Wavey agrees), “You can only be young once, but you can always be immature”, I suppose its time for me to choose the best for me right now, while I’m young, so I do not end up being the old fart no one wants to marry, not even for the money!!
:-p
2 comments:
"Suddenly, everything started to make sense as to why I’ve been cribbing about my perfect job, or my occasional desire to marry an old fart(ress), poison her, acquire all her wealth and live happily ever after!"
I was rolling on the floor :)
Yes, growing up is no fun. I hope they invent something soon enough
Sooner.... before we resemble like our parents!!
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