When i was in my teens, (seems like ages ago...) I was of the opinion that living on your own was extremely cool. This stemmed from the fact that i never went to any boarding school or college. My MBA college wasn't a residential place like most other PG schools are.
So here i was, stepping out of the nest into the big world, all excited and nerves on the sidelines. "It's gonna be awesome" - i kept telling myself. "This was what you have been waiting for a while now! Enjoy the freedom!!"
And, the freedom is good. (note the 'is'), but there is something missing. No, wait, there's a lot missing. Let me list it:
For starters - Food.
I remember the time my mom stuffed my face with Paratha's before the school bus had honked for the fourth time early that morning. I have always been a late riser. I have never been able to properly recall the saying "early to bed and to rise is wise" or something like that.
So, Basically my Mom makes awesome food. Stratospheric food. Out of this world food. Galactical food. point is - i miss it the most.
Right now, I've got a male cook that behaves more like a 'cookie' (shudder)
That Home-y feeling.
Coming home has always been a warm fuzzy feeling. No matter where you come from, what kinda mood you come in or what you have been doing. It somewhat appaling that we as humans are so emotionally challenged that venturing out of our comfort zones and returning (even for a brief instance) makes putty out of grown men.
Now, coming home from Bangalore traffic is a decent feeling, but nowhere compared to Home.
Trust and other fuzzy stuff.
You know you can trust your folks with your life. I would not trust - say, my roomie for example, with my beloved bike. Its just that it comes naturally to you. And, then i guess you start your hunt for that person you cant trust apart from your folks. I.e. trust and the other fuzzy stuff.
For saving the reader from barfing, i will not venture into the 'other fuzzy stuff'.
Attention.
You know what I am talking about. Basically someone fussing over you all the time. Thats what deep down everuyone wants. Someone straigtning your shirt, screaming at you to get up, asking you uncomfortable questions about your night-outs, telling you what to do and what not to do. And then you go barelling back saying youll do exactly what you want. Well, thats waht you have now...
Now, this may make you think that I suffer from some syndrome that wants attention all the time - No, its plainly being wanted in a nice kinda way.
Now, I have also noticed people having their own special way of dealign with these issues. These solutions are not strictly the WORD, but most mix and match according to preference.
So,Here are a few observations.
Shopping.
Wild, carefree, card scorching shopping. It makes you feel good for the time that the shopkeeper hands over your bags to you. After you have exited the store - poof! Gone!
Scorch again!
Eating.
Pizza seems to be the only next best thing to you-know-what. Singles worship Dominoes and Pizza is the prasadam. Please note that this is not an issue with singels only - Couples on weekends pretty much have the same isues. It could be said that it was one person getting bored. After 'coupling' there are two..
Drinking.
Beer is the deliverance - if only for a few hours. And as the alcohol flows, you encounter an indescribably quiet and tranquil place even if its AC/DC playing at full volume.
Drugs.
This is a minority, yet these guys are far removed from reality and therefore have even more issues than the ones described earlier.
You-know-what.
Yeah, its good, really good. But, Shhh...Excuse me - we are Indians.
What stumps me is, none of this is a decent way of dealing with the "panga's" mentioned at the beginning. Some sustanable model has to be developed wherein people can really learn to cope with emotions (sic) in a not-so-barbaric manner as outlined and f(inally bloody well) find what (the hell) they are looking for!
May God be with us all.
I wanna sign off with my Fav cover from 'Whitesnake'
Ain't no love in the heart of the city
Ain't no love in the heart of town
Ain't no love - sure 'nuf is a pity
Ain't no love 'coz you ain't around.
So here i was, stepping out of the nest into the big world, all excited and nerves on the sidelines. "It's gonna be awesome" - i kept telling myself. "This was what you have been waiting for a while now! Enjoy the freedom!!"
And, the freedom is good. (note the 'is'), but there is something missing. No, wait, there's a lot missing. Let me list it:
For starters - Food.
I remember the time my mom stuffed my face with Paratha's before the school bus had honked for the fourth time early that morning. I have always been a late riser. I have never been able to properly recall the saying "early to bed and to rise is wise" or something like that.
So, Basically my Mom makes awesome food. Stratospheric food. Out of this world food. Galactical food. point is - i miss it the most.
Right now, I've got a male cook that behaves more like a 'cookie' (shudder)
That Home-y feeling.
Coming home has always been a warm fuzzy feeling. No matter where you come from, what kinda mood you come in or what you have been doing. It somewhat appaling that we as humans are so emotionally challenged that venturing out of our comfort zones and returning (even for a brief instance) makes putty out of grown men.
Now, coming home from Bangalore traffic is a decent feeling, but nowhere compared to Home.
Trust and other fuzzy stuff.
You know you can trust your folks with your life. I would not trust - say, my roomie for example, with my beloved bike. Its just that it comes naturally to you. And, then i guess you start your hunt for that person you cant trust apart from your folks. I.e. trust and the other fuzzy stuff.
For saving the reader from barfing, i will not venture into the 'other fuzzy stuff'.
Attention.
You know what I am talking about. Basically someone fussing over you all the time. Thats what deep down everuyone wants. Someone straigtning your shirt, screaming at you to get up, asking you uncomfortable questions about your night-outs, telling you what to do and what not to do. And then you go barelling back saying youll do exactly what you want. Well, thats waht you have now...
Now, this may make you think that I suffer from some syndrome that wants attention all the time - No, its plainly being wanted in a nice kinda way.
Now, I have also noticed people having their own special way of dealign with these issues. These solutions are not strictly the WORD, but most mix and match according to preference.
So,Here are a few observations.
Shopping.
Wild, carefree, card scorching shopping. It makes you feel good for the time that the shopkeeper hands over your bags to you. After you have exited the store - poof! Gone!
Scorch again!
Eating.
Pizza seems to be the only next best thing to you-know-what. Singles worship Dominoes and Pizza is the prasadam. Please note that this is not an issue with singels only - Couples on weekends pretty much have the same isues. It could be said that it was one person getting bored. After 'coupling' there are two..
Drinking.
Beer is the deliverance - if only for a few hours. And as the alcohol flows, you encounter an indescribably quiet and tranquil place even if its AC/DC playing at full volume.
Drugs.
This is a minority, yet these guys are far removed from reality and therefore have even more issues than the ones described earlier.
You-know-what.
Yeah, its good, really good. But, Shhh...Excuse me - we are Indians.
What stumps me is, none of this is a decent way of dealing with the "panga's" mentioned at the beginning. Some sustanable model has to be developed wherein people can really learn to cope with emotions (sic) in a not-so-barbaric manner as outlined and f(inally bloody well) find what (the hell) they are looking for!
May God be with us all.
I wanna sign off with my Fav cover from 'Whitesnake'
Ain't no love in the heart of the city
Ain't no love in the heart of town
Ain't no love - sure 'nuf is a pity
Ain't no love 'coz you ain't around.
2 comments:
2nd your thoughts completely man...but i guess just programing your mind into a state of I am doing fine with whatever i have. Look on the flipside, you have a place to yourself, youre independent, self supporting, etc, etc. Afterall, isnt this what we used to think that its so easy to be grown ups as they can do anything they want !!! Who knew then, that the grass was greener on our side
:-) good one... this one makes me want to ...'gallop, run , scamper' home
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