Wednesday, November 10, 2010

ideas....

I know a certain someone who says that it doesn't matter what bus you get on or what seat you are sitting in...all that matters is that you get onto a bus!well imagine this...you are stuck in a dark room and do not know where the light switch is..all you can do is grope and shatter things around you or hurt your fingers and let fear slowly take over your form till the desire to find light remains while the will to search fades away.

To me,this is the true reflection of problem that I and many of my friends are struggling with.While our park avenue cocoons and fruity(read apple/blackberry) concoctions help us forget that we are the equivalent of safari suit wearing-pan chewing babus of yesteryear,our desire and ambition are stifled by inertia.

The irony of our situation is that even our parents encourage us to remain in this state of denial.Remember when you were young - your parents(think tambram!) always pushed you to set impossible goals..and now all they want you to have is a honda city,seven figure paycheck, your own home(given today's real estate prices, this comes pretty close to impossible) and a partner. In most middle class Indian households(there might be a sampling bias here),talk of doing things on your own is discouraged. The minute you move from the standard, the emotional blackmail begins and will not end till you capsize.In the end,

Your life = 0.5*{everybody's(including you building doorman) collective definition of 'right'}+0.1*{Your self deluded,rationalized idea of what is 'Right' for you}+0.4*{shit happens}

The important thing to note here is that a significant portion of your life is defined by the random component called shit happens and most statisticians will tell you that if you can predict 60 percent of your life, you have a very good thing going ...but what they fail to highlight is that the payoff from the 60 percent you can predict is in no way close to the payoff from the 40 percent that you cannot predict. Its like comparing Sachin's ODI 200(which none can forget) and Anil kumble's test match century(which is not what he will be remembered for).

The big question then is why not? why not jump off from 20,000 feet and trust your life to a cord that you can pull when you want? why not experience the adrenalin rush of hurling to the ground at mach speed?why shouldn't I experience the thrill of the hunt?

The bigger question is when and how(will need a completely different post for that!)

Ideas are like firecrackers...some just fizzle out in the downpour of criticism and some just linger on long enough in your mind to make you crave for freedom...