Spontaneity is something which connects most of us. Though I am pretty old, planning hasn't been my cup of tea yet. I still get to hear from elders that how planning can make things easier.

I am done with my graduation and I have even started with the professional nuisance but still at times in between my tiring schedule this thought sweeps by..what if I hadn't gone for engineering. Indecisiveness is it?!..Not, that I regret doing it but then grass always seems greener on the other end..Doesn't it? 

Monotony, Actually this is what I hate badly rather most of us do. Slow pace of life is a big no for me, Not that I am a part freak but dullness is not for me.

Yes! I love colors but when I open up my wardrobe in the morning I find nothing but black because every time I go for shopping I decide not to pick outfits in black but end up picking nothing but black..It's easy to choose, looks all time fab and a secret I would like to share, it makes me look few kilos less. Unpredictable yes, I am and this is what we all are. My mum, says too much of black reflects the negativity within, I think black makes us feel amazingly hot about ourselves ;)

Hey, we aren't the misled youth. Though, we frequently commit mistakes but, then every mistake makes us an inch wiser. We want to play safe but end up taking challenges. We have lots of friends to hang out with but still keep our secrets to our self.

We like to party but, still a part within is always in search of a hideout, where we can be our true selves. We are a generation which needs a couple of beers, to speak out what actually goes within us. 

The leap

The Saints said that the world is ready to engulf you in its enormity.

Now when I stand in the open spaces, and ponder over it. I realise how true this is. Living a sheltered life from past many years had concealed me from what the older people than called, life. I was more like a chick who had just come out of an egg and had started exploring the multi shades of the environs around.

My grandpa had asked once what I thought life was I didn't give him an answer then, it seemed too footling or maybe I was too ignorant to understand it then.

Earlier it was the innocence of school, birthday parties, barren fights and the family junkets. Then came the four years of college, lectures, exams, unplanned trips, spins, friends, booze, music and of course blogging…all this was Life, for me at least.
A carefree life which I dictated on my terms and where I was the master of my own Universe and then one fine day things started mopping up… My results were out, I was elated but wait, s*** I was a graduate now and had to join my job pretty soon.

When I looked around I realised my life wasn't about me rather there was a stack of expectations behind me maybe the tint of my goggles had never let me see the things clearly. 

Amid, all this it felt as if the people around were trying to push me into the crowd, in the swarm of those millions who had no identity of their own and work like machines day in and out but, then certain things are just not tolerable and the inner you gets into discord with the outside world.