Lots ‘n’ lots ‘n’ lots has happened in the last few weeks — some of it very risqué (read unmentionable), some of it pretty mundane.
But the best thing about life at the moment is that I feel so carefree, like a child without any responsibilities.
I suppose this state of gay abandon is possible only when one does not feel terribly responsible for the very reason one one has uprooted myself to live in this chaotic city. As the saying goes: One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one’s work is terribly important.
In Mumbai this feeling sneaks up on you, rather unexpectedly and by and by you realised that your job means more to you than it actually should. A colleague of mine has fallen ill several times due to job-related stress in the past.
And I am turning 30! Have great feedback from all the smart, single, successful 30-year olds I know. They maintain that the angst of the 20’s is finally over. Indecisiveness is history and is now replaced with a new awareness of one’s needs and abilities. Hmmm…
glad 2 know you are doing well. Wish you all the happiness a 30 yr old can have.