Cul-de-Sac

This morning, upon glancing at a gigantic hoarding that illustrated the events scheduled to commemorate the stupendous success of DASAVATHARAM[100 days :)], I hastened to realize how dormant I have been with regards to this page. It could be that I have had absolutely nothing to blog about lately or I might have been extremely occupied with myself. The fact that it’s neither makes my ranting blatant.

Mayhem is a dangerous obsession, one that was never on my radar. Sadly, I seem to have started to show its symptoms. At the moment, I am as confused as a chess player unsure of what is happening five moves ahead. However, I am tempted to say I am not alone and for sure mine isn’t any worse than the current global scenario what with the proverbial U.S sub- prime crisis hitting rock bottom with stocks plunging faster than Michael Phelps, its ramifications seen from as far as Papua New Guinea, Andrew Symonds- who did the unpardonable crime of missing the team meeting in favor of fishing and subsequently getting axed, the Nuclear deal impasse or the Nano NO-NO, the list is endless. This isn’t, by any stretch of imagination, to say I belong to this cluster. Hell No. I guess judgment can be made only in retrospect and like the elite, I too am staring down an uncertain path. In modern society people have become stereotyped into saying, thinking and breathing a certain way of life. We are held back from saying what we think because of the social restriction, the rules, etiquette and the built-up inhibitions. Honesty can be as slippery as quicksand. How else can I explain my inability to work through a situation when as much as I try to break the ice with a certain someone, ice becomes iceberg. Maybe it is this brief moment, this philosophical outlook that makes me realize that growing up is the only option. It’s a timely reminder to be grimly realistic & cautiously optimistic.

Meanwhile, life goes on………