Future- where's that??

Ever since I have started this blogging thing, I have been wondering ki Bittu beta blog shuru toh kar diya hain par likhega kya/*^%?.. and so I thought to write down any thing and everything that comes to my mind.. as the soothing music hits my ears in the tone of Kumar Sanu ( I need oxygen and music to stay alive) so I wonder how many are gonna dare to return back to read my next blog ( if there’s 1) God save the readers.

Life has been the same, no calls yet from any company and suddenly I feel lost some where in this big world. I have been checking all the job sites more number of times in a day than probably the number of boundaries Sachin Tendulkar would have hit in his entire career so far, still very much alive in the lively company of my room mates here in MADras. And as I try to concentrate, this honeybee is threatening to give me a love bite. Whoosh!! And it flies away. So nice of it to have left me alone.

My parents have been a bit tensed considering their 25-year-old son is spending life minus work. I am sure by now they must have confirmed of me being only slightly better in terms of intelligence as compared to a donkey. As ma used to always say “Bittu gadheda” (in Gujarati), I guess I have successfully proved ma correct in that regard, having resigned from a job in one of the most booming sectors in India akka- the great Indian software industry.

Just paid my phone bill today. Had to pay it online because the MADras sun can make even the white feathered pigeons to shop for sunscreen lotions. Not that I was too conscious of loosing my ever so dark complexion, but I wonder if I fall sick then whether I can afford any costly medicines at this point of time in life. I am close to being a broke so just throwing caution in the wind. Ok now coming back to paying my phone bills online, I happen to open this web site of the service provider and it made me wonder why do people put up pictures of beautiful girls even when the customer is just interested to pay his bills and do other customary deeds. Imagine this. You open the link for paying your phone bills on the last day of your payment in urgency and have to wait for the website to load the picture of that super model on the portal. It can make people assess the IQ levels of web designers.

But I guess I must be more concerned about my ever so bleak future. Right now my future looks as dark as the passage to a dilapidated hut in the middle of a dark forest of a horror movie. And thinking about my future makes me shiver like a Bollywood heroine facing an excited Shakti Kapoor. And I need a huge chunk of something called as ‘luck’ to get out of this deep dungeon of problems in life; otherwise I guess I would be letting every one down including my parents. That would be the last thing some body as sensitive as me would like to happen. So I just hope this phase of my life is shorter than the time I spent typing my resignation.

To start with..

Well, to start with I am not someone who pens down too often thanks to my busy schedules. Now you must be wondering then how on Earth did I find time to write or even start a blog. But now that I have resigned from my company due to all the vague reasons that even our Indian cricket team cannot think of to cover up their loss in a match, I have usually been spending time with the lil comp. that I have here in Chennai.I was a so called software engineer some time back. But now I am..err.. I am yet to figure out.
Trust me, Life had never been as chilled out as it is now that I am spending time alone ( being away from home-my parents reside in Jamshedpur..baki background baad mein dunga). Most of my time is either spent wondering what am I and what do I want from Life. I am sure my parents do believe in a lot of charity so even if I head back home for some time then they wont mind it. Jokes apart, its not been easy going for the past few days.
So, it suddenly struck me to better write down things that come to my mind and so I started blogging. I know I could have done it using the old style of maintaining a 'diary' but you see I need to be more innovative and start exploring the world out there, and do things which otherwise I would not have done had I not been undergoing this sabbatical. So just to make life a bit interesting, I have started blogging.
I have come back to Chennai or MADras as I like to call it to look for another company which can dare to hire me and still be confident enough to make profits. With all the fears of a US recession and its impact on our software industry, all the companies have become as sensitive towards 'cost-cutting' as a girl is towards her boy friend's up coming b'day. uff' kya passion hai.. So, its not been a happy job-hunting process for me till now.
Anyways, I am as optimistic about my 2 MBA college results ( for admission you dumbo..) as the Aussies would be playing against Zimbabwe in a cricket match, even though I had a disastrous interview for 1 of them. Main bada ashawadi hoon you see.. ( For all you 21st century people who missed that 1, it means am a very optimistic person).
I got to close down now, bacause my roomies are gonna be back for lunch and each of them has a girl friend who scraps/mails him every day so the comp. needs to be free from my control.. its like this 1 beautiful machine is shared by 4 monsters here so.. catch you soon with another boring tale of mine.