Someone complained the other day that my blog is getting predictable. What with all the filmi dialogues and the wishful longing to be set free… So this leaves me in a rather contemplative mood.
Is that all I can think about? Avoiding marriage and waiting for permission (from whoever it might be) to live my life? Hmmm…
I’m sitting in office as I type this. Its Republic Day, there are tirangas all over the place, as you enter the office, you can see all the security guys wearing tirangas on their shirts. Some people have them stuck in their cubicles… It’s a festive atmosphere outside.
Then what am I doing in the office? I’m having a good time. Listening to songs and fixing bugs in someome elses code.
Why am I having such a good time doing something this dull you might ask.
It’s because I realise that even if I was perfectly free to choose what I want to do with no constraints whatsoever, I would choose to do this. Listen to my favourite songs and fix bugs.
