The title of the post says it all.I have been an uninspired fella for quite sometime now, uninspired with life and everything around me. My daily routine has become a big bore. I guess the software life could do that to you. That is one of the reasons I haven't been posting anything here for quite sometime now. And ofcourse because I have been busy because of the same software life!
I know the only thing which is constant is change. But bloody hell, this is so not fair. It's like one of God's scheming plans where if anybody is all happy and contented in life...BANG! What happened you ask? Change...Change is what happened. My fate has dictated that I be put in Pune with no friends, no one to talk about music, no one to have sessions with!
Well, I am not that miserable, that is being stupid ofcourse. But being the guy that I am, I hate routine! And in a software life you get lots of that. Routine this Routine that. That Process, This Process. I don't think I will make much of an administrative figure!!!
Well, which profession doesn't have routine you ask? Now, let me inform you of certain ground rules at this juncture:
1. No questions shall be asked to the author of the post.
2. No answers should be expected if questions were to be asked unfortunately, for none shall be given. This is not the BIBLE, where you ask your questions and 'they shall be answered'!
The author, yours truly is most of the time in a confused state of mind and does not know himself what he wants in/from life.
So where was I? So yeah, even if I quit this life, what next?! That question has stumped for sometime now. The What next leads to the next important question - What the hell do I exaclty want to do? That drew a blank too. Music which has been an integral part of my life since childhood is one of the choices, but there are associate questions like How? When? With Who? Even if music were to be a parallel career, what would I want the other parallel career to be?
But this is just the tip of the iceberg. I feel like my mid-life crisis has started way too early. Gawd! Why me?!
PS: If the reader at this point of time wishes to add more the author's confusion, please feel free!
Song for the Moment:
Can you see your days blighted by darkness?
Is it true you beat your fists on the floor?
Stuck in a world of isolation
While ivy grows over the door
- Lost for Words, Pink Floyd
