Ruminations of an Indian Idle mind!

Sometimes I find even Fat boy slim songs soul-stirring. I do not know where I am heading to, what I want from life. Just few songs here and there, a night spent staring at the ceiling admiring the carvings and the artistic taste of people in Rohtak, buying Rohtak made swiss chocolates for my cousin’s son and ending up finishing one packet all by myself…..a bunch of more tired souls all around….I go to office and then I think…no I don’t think, I just keep myself occupied, smiling faces around…people doing what they are best at and enjoying…people talking about so many things and how to make a crore by the time you are 40…and then I doing my calculations and coming down to my 2010-11 CTC and being happy about it….speaking to people in bombay who make their own work and feel their own time…..as I come back to the hum of my ac with a gunjee on….things change and I start writing…just about trying to……Farmville is over…people putting random status messages on FB, some more people finding further more time to comment on them..somebody asking me why haven’t you changed your photo on orkut, its been there since a long time..and I ask myself why did I put a photo at the first place…its an art to keep writing without thinking much…and I fail at it miserably…just writing what comes to mind on a Monday night with few people incessantly pinging on gtalk….time to have a chat with them…I don’t know why I do it, but the fact is I do it….