Ready and Steady

I haven’t written much about myself lately, did I? I am kind of shut off in enclosed spaces with the rooms looking enormously empty and wires all over the place. It is almost midnight and I am back in my lair after a sumptuous dinner at one of my friend’s place. Lately, I have been overwhelmingly entertained with lunch and dinner invitations; I am still intact due to mom’s herbal digestive tablets. I kind of feel sad leaving this place and the friends I have made here; they have almost become my second family. But it has more to do with habit and comfort label – natural human instinct to cling to the roots.

I have wrapped most of my work at office, only left with a few formalities before I leave. I get those envious looks from my colleagues, mostly caught up in economy’s death spiral and the natural where-I-am-I-am-happy attitude. Seriously, after I have made my news public, I was surprised to see the number of queries I received about the MBA application process. Quite a few told me that my admission has made them think.





I think it is our natural attitude not to think. It is like a Catch-22 situation – if you think you become unhappy and if you don’t think you remain happy but the pitfall is that you get caught in the monotony. So, where should we draw the line? Sometimes I wonder that how many people actually enjoy what they do everyday? And do they really think about what would make them happy? Maybe they don’t think about it all – what’s the use of thinking when the window of opportunity has shrunken so enormously?

So, when should we think? Only if we can do something about it..





What am i thinking now? Few more days left but hell lot to pack. I shudder at the thought of packing. I still need to tag and properly organize my important documents and papers, need to change tires of my car, drop off some of my furniture at Salvation Army, visit the DMV and get a physical done. The good thing is that my insurance shopping is over. [Let me tell you this – I spend agonizing hours over the telephone explaining my vacation along with my move to Michigan, different agents gave me different quotes, some were perplexed, some literally gave up.]

And yes, I bought the Michigan Football Season Tickets. Now, I only have to..