The Irony called choice..

Despite keeping myself busy being lazy, of late, I try and tally the woes my life has handed me .... actually shoved down my throat. To avoid the depression, I have made failed attempts to glorify my position by watching disturbing documentaries, with an intent to justify, how well off I actually am. For that matter, I do feel like an asshole, cribbing about quite a regular life most people live. Waking up early, dealing with impossible people, eating shitty food, watch intolerable shows and sleep uncomfortably to wake up exhausted into the vicious cycle.

Winding back to history, ever since I wanted something badly for myself, not counting food cravings, I see how betrayed I always have been. So what if it was this close. But not there. Let's see, where to begin. I wanted to be none other than an IITian. I settled for something lesser. I wanted a high paying comfortable job. Instead I survived a blue collared traveling site job. Yeah !! Right under the South Indian sun. I hoped I would be in Virginia Tech. Par Rutgers hi sahi. To set things right the second time, I prepared a resume for a great job. I would repeat in my mind every time I hit 'Submit', "Consulting..Aaathoo". Billions of blue blistering barnacles if you are guessing where I am now.

Notwithstanding the reverse gear I have had to start the chapters of my life with, to my delight, I have been able to park quite in the spot. I had a fun-filled awesome college life, a truly learning 'experience', and a super-lethargic extended grad school life. Despite my ingrained hatred for big-mouthed, money guzzling consultants who re-state the obvious, I am one of them. Purely in my defense, with all honesty, I am thankfully spared from having to be a stereotype. I will pause at that before making any more judgments on my profession.

The statistics of my life, though obviously untrustworthy, have been uncannily consistent. May be, they are a coincidence, may be I tend to trend, or may be, simply, I aspire for a wee bit too much. Staying in the context, I don't think it would be too bad to aspire for a Megan Fox and settling for small town southern blondie instead.