Reclaim your Life

Been such a long time since I posted, it feels like I am a stranger to this. An empty mind is a devil’s workshop, they say. After about 8 months of absolutely nothing to do, my mind too has started spinning up stuff I don’t think a sane person would wanna listen to. And probably thats the exact reason why I felt my blog would be the perfect avenue for me to test it on harmless souls.

Last Sunday, I was watching the French Grand prix at my place. The race, it goes without saying, was BORING. The usual story. The teams are so unevenly balanced that the fate of the driver has nothing to do with how good he is with the wheel. (Not taking any credit away from the eventual winner here) Its become so predictable that if you know which tyre manufacturer has the advantage on a particular track, you can easily say who’s gonna win: Schumacher or Alonso? Well, you might ask, aren’t there 22 drivers competing for the top place. The rest, as they say, are in the “also ran” category. If you know a tiny little bit more about the sport, you would ask what about Schumi’s and Alonso’s team mates. Don’t they also have a good chance? Technically,yes. But then, one of them sucks real bad while the other has signed the contract saying “Under no circumstances in the race will I be ahead of my team mate.”

Ok, will cut the crap and continue with what I wanna tell you. While I was watching the race, one of the commercials caught my eye (so you can understand how interesting the race really was). Most of you would have seen this several number of times. Its about this SUV and the basic line reads “Reclaim my life”. It shows a couple of unshaven guys (L.O.S.E.R.S.) who stand depressed and say things like “I always wanted to quit on Monday morning”. The way they say it makes me feel they are not actors. Their faces look too sad to be faking it.

Anyways the point is, aren’t too many of us taking the same path that those characters in the commercials would have taken to reach that point of “I always wanted to quit on Monday morning”??? We (certainly me) don’t seem to live in the present. It is either the past or the future depending on the age of the person. We keep peeling off, layer by layer, an onion in a wild hunt to find something. We call it, “Our goal in life” or differently put “The very purpose of existence”. In the end, all thats left behind is a lot of wasted tears (Damn you onions).To me, all this “purpose of life” stuff is pure crap. You got a life, so shut up and go about living it to the max. You f**k around searching for “the ultimate goal”, all you will end up doing is increasing the World population and in the end asking yourself the question “Haven’t I screwed it all up?” You may never know that in itself might be your Ultimate Goal.

p.s:

* I know it is cliché and I do know its something I should be talking about at the age of 60, probably, but don’t blame me I warned you in advance.

* Zizou, you rock.Literally.