Quarter-Life-Crisis

Prologue

April 29, 2007, it’s been precisely 1 Year 3 Months and 13 days since I last blogged, Time indeed flies in my case it rocketed. Looking back, there were numerous occasions where I was spurred to blog; however, there was some mysterious force that kept holding me back. Nevertheless here I am, to give it another try, to make an attempt to pull people back to my blog. This is nothing close to being a dream comeback, If at all this is anything, it is about an attempt to try wipe out the puff of dust settled on my blog, and probably my rusty brains too.

Looking back at my earlier blogs, I have had my friends ridiculing me for my Philosophy (Ranjan), mocking my self-mocking humour (Vinay) my sarcasm my lack-of-euphemism, well to be honest, It’s been a year and still nothing has changed, here I am with the same Old Wine in the same old bottle.

To start off, It’s a great feeling to come back to my home-town, a one-Year nine- Month stint in Delhi has drained me literally, I was sick of Delhi’s extreme weather (which surprisingly had no rains on its agenda), Having said that, it has been a very good experience professionally, on the personal front I managed to come across all kinds of people and some very good memories that I would carry back, which would just add to my Indian multiethnic experience I was exposed to back in Pune. It happens In Only in India. That reminds me we are standing on the verge of 61 years of Independence, RELAX!! I am not here to blog about India’s RICH History or POOR Future, (Instead like most Indians, I am just concerned about the Extended weekend Aug15-17) so put your doubts to rest.

Coincidentally No actually I choose this, because I am approaching the magic number of 25 in a couple of weeks. Well I am in a definite mood for some deep introspection, but I am definitely NOT going back to re-live all those years and bore you. Instead I am focusing on what future has in store for me.

To most people QLC is just a cliché statement!! May be it is not ! May be it is ! What acted as a catalyst to my idea of QLC is the fact that I just realized that I spent the last couple of weeks attending Birthday Celebrations of my Colleagues/Friends 1-year-old kids. It’s no longer birthday bumps, smearing cakes spraying foams. All of a sudden I find myself trying hard to find the fine line between free-spirited & a matured individual. From attending friend’s birthday parties to attending their kid’s birthday parties, I only wish the transition was smoother that it turned out to be.

What started out as a novel beginning became too embarrassing, Imagine walking into an Archie’s Gallery and hunting for Barbie dolls for a 1 year old kid !! That says it all!!

To add to it, my 24 years of erratic food habits managed to push my BMI index to 26 (overweight), which is threatening me towards obesity; I just realized that it’s been well over 2 years since I involved in any physical activities. Don’t even bother reminding me about the GYM, which has been a dream and would continue to remain so.

Peer Pressure of a different kind, “So when is it going to happen ?” what ? The dreaded 8 lettered work M-A-R-R-I-A-G-E and a U turn, which is atleast 2 years away, however my Aunts (read kith and kin) have other Ideas, only to add to my agony.

All of sudden Inflation seems to pinch you (instead of ur parents), your hopes fall flat along with the Sensex. EMIs, CreditCard bills, ULIP, SIP seem to be part of your new dictionary. Broken hearts, shattered dreams, emotional sabotages (you don’t learn from them do you ?) Trying to adapt to the super cool GEN X dudes who all of sudden make us feel so old.

A Generation’s revolutionary is the next generation’s traditionalist!!

For people who rub this off as Bullshit, and act as if they are not perturbed, God Bless you !! The truth of the matter is if its not here yet, it’s just round the corner. You can run / hide / dodge, but you can’t escape. The truth of the matter is that, I am not as dejected / depressed / disheartened as I sound. It’s just a matter of acknowledging the truth and moving on.

For the moment the only Quarter I am thinking of is a Quarter (desi alcohol measurement unit – Equivalent to 1 snipe or 0.1875 ml) bottle of scotch/whiskey I would have to gulp down to celebrate my QLC

P.S: Inspite of my best efforts my post turned slightly philosophical towards the end, lacked NO Sarcasm (cheers). Well if I didn’t quite manage to impress you with this piece of writing, Read this Version of QLC from some Anonymous user.