absolutely an out of the world experience, he thought, that was what he was having here.. peace was the first word that came to mind when he thought of his current lifestyle…he was comfortable with the routine and the rules..and the food, they didnt give you pizzas or chopsuey, they gave you what they thought, and you knew, was good for you… and there was freedom all around, so long as you didnt harm others- in word or deed.
but he wouldnt have thought, even in his wildest of dreams that he would be landing up here, at the zenith of his professional life… all the targets, launches, conferences, hirings and firings, wild parties, wilder women.. all seemed such a long time ago..that was the professional life…
on another front, there was a loving wife, who understood him.. though in their final days together, their communication was nil…. he somehow felt that it had something to do with her affair with their common friend, the doc…all those secret meetings and phone conversations and the secret glances (even when he was around) seemed to suggest that.. hell, towards the end, he even felt that she was trying to flush him out of her life, like the shit she considered him to be…
sometimes he felt that his friends and relatives knew long before him that he would be giving up his ‘wild’ life and coming here.. they hadnt mentioned it to him… but they all seemed to agree with his wife when she suggested it to them..thats what one of his friends had told him, when he also landed up here… he had known she was behind it, but he had played along, even when the place didnt turn out to be what she claimed it to be ..
she was happy now, well, so was he, for he was far from the madding crowd…. he wouldnt change a thing, but somewhere deep inside, , he knew there was some little thing that had gone wrong somewhere, because he had brief patches of missing moments, and yeah, he hated those shock treatments, he wondered what they did that for…
until next time, dont get mad, get odd…
predictable… right from where you talked about the wife… though reading about the peace and the food part, I thought you were goign to write about some vipasanna camp or sth 😀
pallavi: the question i hoped to have answered is whether people would choose to be this way…
pitti: had thought at least a couple of people wd guess the end.. this is more of a ‘question posing’ than my usual genre.. which incidentally i am trying to get out of…. 🙂
Tsk tsk, that’s disrespectful 😛 Loved the BPO post, it rocks! And the birthday one was ‘fundaedaar’ 😀 *Note to self: Visit more often :-s*
its damn tough to read ur blog macha! hurts the eyes i tell ya! interestin post this:)…(albeit after much squinting;))
i guessd it i guessd it!!!
nana na na nana
lol i dont suppose da nxt genre is gonna b disclosed yet??
coolcat: what was?? but yeah, visit more often 🙂
suz: thought its pretty readable now…. have u kept your text size as smallest??
elixir: like i told pitti, i am trying to move away from the ‘twist in the end’ kind of posts… as far as the next genre goes, nothing specific, just going with the flow.. 🙂
quiet a thought indeed! it’s a mad mad world out there!