Fuck cares about title!!

My today's blog is dedicated to my dear friend and only person I know who cares to read my blog, This one's for you Parul.

Nearly 8 months since I have posted anything here. I hope it does not make you think 'I m also jack's wasted life' :))), coz I sincerely beleive I am not, I know I am not.

Quick recap would include:

quitting the 'looks glam - critically important' job (on a monday morning, YES!!),

moving back from 'oh so interesting' Delhi to my 'ends before it starts' Jaipur,

Foren trip,

failed attempt to be liked by kids,

living under constant threats of desertment by parents due to my EARLY rising habits,

endless coffee mugs at beans,

constant endevour to dodge people asking questions 'so what are u doing these days' 'oh why did u leave the job' 'aw.. aw' crap,

living a horizontal life (its hard to sleep vertically)

This post has no particular agenda..
I could brag here about my FOREN trip; I could write about reasons for leaving job; I could write about getting up in the morning with having nothing to do; I could comment upon the infinite number of books read - movies seen; I could talk about inflation rate - effect of US policies on BRIC countries - Budget - Racism - elections; I have a thousand thoughts going through my mind I could talk about. All relevant.

What I really wanna talk about is a thought, which keeps coming back almost every night in half sleep. A scene from my most favorite show, FRIENDS.

A woman impostering as Monica (Courtney Cox) is telling Monica, about the 2 hours that changed her entire life. She had gone to watch a movie and that turned around her life. Becoz she had wasted those 2 hours on the most boring movie.. 2 hours she knew that would never ever come back.

Since then no other moment of life could be wasted on unimportant things.

Wonder why it keeps coming back?
I wish for everyone alive to have this recurring thought. Possibly in half sleep.