No Title!! Doesn’t make any sense, anyway!!

Life is a screwed up thing. This world is a screwed up place too. I feel like giving up everything and go on a long vacation to Goa. May be, then work as a coast guard; certainly not inspired by Baywatch but I’d have the luxury of playing in the sea, all day long. It may so happen that I’ll get sick of it too. Change seems to be quite a part of life and so is our human nature resist it. In the last two months I’ve traveled more than 12,000 KMs, lived in many differenct places scattered across different time zones and geographies. Of course it’s taken its toll on me. One moment I find myself listening to Led Zeppelin and the next moment I switch to Sheryl Crow!! I feel like quitting everything. But again I see all the air-conditioned sedans on the road while I breathe diesel hanging from an auto-rickshaw. I see people suffocating inside the wooden buses of West Bengal Surface Transport corporation with sweat dripping down their every visible organs. Then I also see men in their Lungis pulling rickshaws breathing the same diesel. It makes me sad. While I feel sad about all this shit, people hanging from buses and auto rickshaws stare at my nine inch long hair tied up neatly behind my neck into a ponytail. Some of them giggle at it too. Then I find myself in a little cubicle staring at a computer screen, going through what seem like never ending lines of code, which of course I’ve lost every interest in, since a long time back. But I stare at it because I get paid for it! Boy, now I sound like a phoney, whom I hate the most. Now I’m starting to hate myself.