Where am I?

As one more wasted weekend comes to an end, I wonder what I am doing with my life. Is this what I want to do for the rest of my life? Will life always be like this? Should I be passionate or dispassionate? Happy or sad? Will I always be dissatisfied? I long for the days when I was small, and all I cared was about coming back from school, playing and food. And books. I want to move some place far away, which is totally disconnected from the world. Guess what - I just got a Droid. Talk about connectivity. To go away from this world of laptops, pdas, mobile phones, ipads(?) and what not seems like a distant dream. The sooner the world becomes a global village, the sooner people seem to stop talking to one another. I hate checking my mail - but I can't live without doing that. I am fed up.

So listen up now! Pay attention! Throw away that Ipod that is perched on your head. Talk to the person sitting next to you and not on your stupid phone. Wake up to the surroundings! Wake up to who you are! Become who you are born to be. And start selling vada pavs outside Dadar station. Cheers. Hic.