Drifting

The past few weeks have been very different than the usual hustle and bustle of work and other things. I've had the opportunity to sit back and take stock of things that have been going on.

As I see many of my friends and colleagues frantically planning their lives and striving to take themselves forward, I too get the feeling that something must be done. My impulse was, then, to truly touch upon what I want out of life.Naturally, I tried to unravel what the people around me wanted and assumed that maybe I want something on the same lines for myself.

So what is it that I see around me? People frantically turning the pages of education magazines, doing the rounds of management coaching institutes, preparing for exams that would take them abroad, not to mention getting ready for some caustic and mildly humiliating questions that would be asked in the consulate, striking off words like Vietnam, Bay of Pigs, Afghanistan and Iraq from their vocabs ... a seemingly endless list.

What is it that we ask ourselves when we take such decisions in life? Probably nothing. The lure of big money, good positions, a lush life seems simply too much to resist. But what's the motivation? Why do you want to do what you want to do?

I don't know about others, but the only answer that matters to me is to the question - 'Would I do it for free?' If the answer's yes, then that's what I'm going to do...

And that's quite consistent with the way I've lived my life thus far. My parents decided which school I'd go to, I just took up what my friends took up in junior college and graduation, and took the first job that came my way.

Am I perturbed by the fact that my friends are going place, or atleast are on their way? No.
Would I live my life another way if I had to? Don't think so.
Do I regret the least bit not having thought out my life a little more. Naah.

I'm a drifter. It's fun.