On My Mind ...

hey ... So after a month of waiting n wondering .. of uncontrollable excitement n impossible imaginary flights ... i finally went to the ROCKTOBER fest featuring Velvet Revolver. There were three other punk bands... 'Breaking Bejamin' being the one worth any mention of those ... but who gives a hoot ... we were all there for one reason and one reason only .... to watch the snakepit come alive n the shirtless, faceless guy smoking that eternal cigarette mesmerise us using his AWESOME collection of mind boggling six-strings and two blessed hands. And deliver he did .... the setting was perfect ... the croud had managed to sqeeze itself to a pulp of human mass of unimaginable density .. hysteria was at breakneck levels before the set was even prepared for the masters of the evening and as the first of the 'slash signature series' marshal amplifiers went on stage ... the crowd managed another round of squeezing towards the stage .. though i could've sworn there...

I love football .. soccer ... the beckham game .. call it what you will .... its the universal human sport if there ever was any. I love it ... n like every other sport fan .. i hate that india suck at it. And unlike every other indian sport fan i simply don't accept the plethora of reasons we're given as to why we can't succeed. I'm the first to accept we suck ... and i'm the first to accept reasons provided daily as to why we suck ... but i absolutely refuse to accept or even listen to any argument that says we cannot stop being crap. We're 1 billion and finding 11 who can really really do well is not what i call impossible. So rather than going into why we suck or if we can make it up there .... i'll simply give a new idea. get the tata's and birla's of this country together ... throw in the vijay mallaya's , azim premji's and the narayanmurthy's and please invite the stupid sense of competition and one-upmanship that comes...

Twenty something years of student life have just started to show a slight hint of ending somewhere down the line and the real world seems to loom larger by the day . So what kind of a life do i want for myself ? This stream of thought has been knocking around in this head for a while but hasnt taken a concrete form till now and in that it's atleast 5 years too late . Going into "better late than never" crap might be appropriate at this moment but lets just dispense with that and get on with the real stuff . So exactly WHAT kinda life do i see myself leading ? Ok lets back track for a moment , lets go to the question : " What kinda life do i want ? " , because that needs to be clear before anything else . Ok i've kinda never been able to define any substantial and definitive set of parameters to base that decision on . I mean , i havent been able to find a set of variables whose degrees could help define the different lifestyles from which i must decide . ...