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.
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