space is a luxury...

weekends my 'social' life hits the roof. i don't know how fast it passes and thanks to the compact size of delhi, like every other day, i spend bulk time commuting. now watching life go by as it were, something came to my notice...for an average middle class fellow life is certainly a funny joke.
picture this: a young gun(no gender prejudice) starts off at a decent salary. the best home would be a small comfy li'l pad(were he/she rich, they'd have a huge empty place and hence my point of it being useless all the while costing too much to maintain). they probably drive a two wheeler(not in delhi, it's dangerous) and when they marry, they share it well enough. then comes parenthood...all the hoobabloo with it. more money, more time and loads more space!! fine slowly and surely they cope. they rise in their careers, they make more money and get lesser time to spend with their kids. but they manage to pull off good schools, better cars and better homes. children grow up all the while still wanting more(thankless bunch :P). then our protagnist starts getting old, their salaries are good, cars are among the best and a lovely house in a good place...only trouble is there is no one to share it with! the kids are gone to make their own nest!
the situation is true for so many. if we'd look we'd find it on every red light we stop at. a family of four on a two wheeler and an elderly couple in a car. i see my own family and i find it pretty true...young couples on bikes graduating to a kid in hand and the first car being one capable of accomodating kids in the backseat; the car changed as we grew and now it's a rarity that all four of us ever need to travel together in one car!!
that whay i say space is a luxury...we came squeezed in the womb and we go wound in bamboo to a pyre. what we do with our time in between is rather amusing. there have been volumes written on how pointless it is to change life, yet we all do. we crave the element of luxury. it makes us feel we've arrived...we've made it!

long time coming...

it's been 52days since i last posted something on this veritable platform for my jumbled existence. not that i've been short of ideas, just short of inspiration to stay put and type out my head!
i've been through conflicting emotions relating to this blog. from,"why should i type out my emotions for people to read?" to, "who even reads this space??". And i'm nowhere close to deciding if this space should stay or go.
i dedicate this one to ms. swayamsiddha das. she made me cross out my last question as to who even bothers to check if i write, she does :) and she deserves this one from me for proving it to me that women, however smart and intelligent can never out do the incrutable jerk-ass emosinal atyachar of the male species! men are jerks. period
i am a jerk magnet, is another story! why do all men prove it one after another that their neurons are connected in the same obtuse manner such that they are all equally big idiots?
men please reply...