Happy Independence Day

This Independence day, I braved a multitude of bomb threats and ventured out. I even took my mom with me.
We paid a visit to the Big Bazaar in Gurgaon.
I drove. Oh yes I did. Drove around, that is.

No matter how much Gurgaon claims to be a city of the future or whatever, its road infrastructure is much worse than what I could come up with if I got 3 minutes, a malfunctioning drafter and lots of adulterated asphalt. 3 minutes, start to finish.
So the place does have some very 'lookable' buildings. But as soon as I chance d a glance at them, I missed one of the 3234324 crore potholes on the road. Missed looking at it, that is, not bouncing through it. That was probably the first time I was happy being not taller than I am, with the top of my head congratulating the rest of my body on its decision to not grow anymore. Vertically.
Anyway, after driving around for about 20 kms, looking for Ambiance mall, I finally managed to enter the entry gate.

Mr POOP: "Is this going to be a looong, bitchy post about something which no one else cares about?"
Me: "Mighty Gollops, Mr POOP! Why yes! it is!"

Lets skip the parking and find our hero(Me! Me!) in the mall, jumping on his toes, trying to locate someplace to release his great burden. Ah! a urinal! Ah! a urinal where everyone who dares can watch me pee. Ah! Ah! Ah!

Another fast forward through some shops and here it is... the objecte d' desiree (hey, atleast it looks like it could be a french phrase), Big Bazaar.
We start off slowly, picking up pace and more stuff as we watch other people rush past us with trolleys stuffed to the roof with things. I wonder where they stored all the goods before people came buy and picked it all up.
"Oh, look! Buy 2 get 1 free!"
"Free?!"
"YES! Free!!"
"But... err... do you want it?"
"Are you kidding?! Who wouldn't want a giant purple gorilla with ultra smooth skin. Smooooth."

Roughly 6 minutes later, I have a goods laden trolley to call my own. To hug and to hold. To push and to topple.
By now, even more people have decided to join in on the fun. In the 70s and the 80s, twins got lost at kumbh ka mela, now we have Big Bazaar on the day of an Independence day sale.

Hmm... I passed a girl tugging a cart fuller than mine. She looked at me and smiled. I managed to convert the look of surprise on my face into a passable smile. So what if she was only 8 or maybe 9 years old. We shared a look which said "hehe... I know this looks silly, and I'm supposed to hate shopping, but well... this is... not that hate-worthy."




Ok, I guess I'll complete this later.
Good Night.

Link!

http://www.asofterworld.com/index.php?id=334

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I stared at the screen for at least 5 minutes when I read that. Unblinkingly. Well, most of the time. 98% at least.

I'm going to change my fall-back plan. It's the only option I have.
They said "invariably". In+Variable+Y.

Everyone better take what they think they want to do the most and relegate it to the spot of the back-up plan. The world would be a much happier place. And chaotic.

Hey, who switched on the discovery channel?

>What do I want?
-I don't know.

>What do I want?
-um, I don't know.

>What do I want? What would make me happier? When I day dream, whats the foundation for my air-castles?
-er, clouds?
Ok, what I want is to be a freaking amazing person. A master of all trades. I want to be the best at everything I like. And yeah, there are quite a few things I like. I want a pretty active social life. I want to go to a great college. One that has lots of extra-curricular activities. [Nope, this one doesn't] I don't want to feel embarrassed or conscious about doing anything or taking part in any activity i WANT to take a part in. Yes, lots of friends. Who actually like me. heh.


Ladies and gentlemen, I have wasted pretty much all of my life so far.
The three years doing engineering could definitely have been a fuckload better. With a capital F, even. I still got one more to go. I want to become intensely interested in 'attaining knowledge', go to all the good technical fests and win stuff.
didn'tLooks like I'm all set to waste away another year. And then I'll take up any stupid job I get coz I work hard enough to get admission in a good college for higher studies.
I suck. And I'm going to suck even harder in the future.
I didn't smile even a little bit when I typed out that last line.
:|

It's my life and I'll live it the way I want to. But how?
How?

One title can't cover it all.

People go on [well, people I know] about how you need to have an 'aim', a 'mission' in life. A goal. A target. Have an... an objective. Something which you must attain.

Well, I don't have any goals set for me.
I just have this vague idea that I want to be happy. And healthy. Thats it.

I think that HAPPY is the most 'loaded' word in the language. The English language. Hey, what could cause this sudden onslaught of anger and... hunger.
Ahem.

Ok, if I could have one thing and just one thing, it would be happiness. But to have that one thing, the ever so elusive happiness, a huge variety of things have to fall into place. In fact, I believe that the only thing which makes a person what he/she is is 'The pursuit of happiness'. I really should see that movie. This should be my motto in life. "The pursuit of happiness".

I would have come up with this phrase even if I hadn't heard of this movie.
It kinda sucks how every thing I ever think or say or do has already been thought of, said, done and heck, even written about by someone before me. And the someone did a much better job than I can even think of doing.
I was born in the wrong age. Fuck, I could have invented the wheel. That would have been easy.
Caveman Me:"Hey, hows it rolling, fellas?"
"Wait a minute... did I just say rolling? Now, I'll be damned, but does that give me an idea!"

That would have made me famous. The most famous and influential person ever. And loved by chicks. Wild, cavewoman chicks.
But nope, I just had to be born in the 21st century.
And hey, guess what, people have thought of this too. Before me.

But I digress. So lets regress.
I want to be happy. But the question is, how does one become happy. And once happy, how do you stay in that state for the rest of your blissful life?
I'm sure the answer involves money. And 'true love'. And lots of loving, caring, attentive people around you. Who can actually figure out when you are trying to be funny and when you aren't. And an abundant source of funny and funny/slightly embarrassing stories and anecdotes.

Which makes me think. If we want to model a robot on a human being, we should program it so that it does whatever makes it 'happy'. Original thought? Heck no.
I feel like saying, "Curses! Foiled again!"
But then I'll get a lot of people saying, "Meh. Been there, done that."
To which I'll reply, "Yeah? Well, I couldn't have thought of the phrase on my own anyway."
Then everyone will look at me disgustedly and walk away. Leaving me alone. Lonely. Sad.

I would feel happy if I could write a totally original novel, or maybe direct a completely different movie. And it gets appreciated. A whole lot.
But to do that, I need to get a good job so that I have 'financial stability'. Plus, I don't want to let people down.
So, I have to get admitted to a great college for doing my masters. The best.
But do I want to do an M.Tech or an MBA?
Or an MBA after an M.Tech?

"Make a decision and stick to it."
Heh, not so easy when the decision defines what your life is going to be.