I Wonder......

The last 48 hours were pretty tiring. I couldn't sleep properly on the nights of 20th and 21st. The bus journey at night is not at all a good option. Even if I had booked a sleeping coach, the situation wouldn't have altered a lot since the bus stopped so many times making it difficult to keep your eyes closed for more than 45-50 minutes.

The CET paper was my final MBA entrance exam and I was most relaxed during it. There was no pressure on me and for most of the time I solved the paper according to the strategy I had planned 134 attempts out of 200 might not look good for an OMS student but considering that I hardly did any preparation, these attempts look decent.

The 3-4 hours period after the exam and before we boarded the bus were very boring for me. My classmate Gaurav Sharma had gone to his cousin's house and I spent some of the time at a mall sitauted at 22 godown. Malls are not the happening place for me anymore. I am quite surprsied how the charm of malls have faded away so soon? Just roamed around a bit, spent sometime in planet M and finally went to the food court to eat. Food court looked decent and I had bhel poori there. Post eating I decided to spend the time by strolling. Once outside, I extended my strolling plans and decided to go to sindhi camp, the place where I had to catch the bus, on foot.

While walking I was yet again mulling at the kind of life I wanted for myself in future. Whenever I visit the malls these days and watch the affluent, fashion possessed people around I begin to wonder at the artificiality of life there. Is life all about eating at expensive cafe and restaurants or buying the weird but latest trendy outfits from branded showrooms or just try to show how much cool and metrosexual are you? We enjoyed these things a lot during our college days but now I see myself getting repelled by the same. While walking on the raod I saw a group of rikshaw pullers, with no roof at their heads, preparing their dinner. Their meal consisted of bajre ki roti and jaggery (gud) and they were happily chatting. It was in sharp contrast to what I had seen at the mall where people were devouring pizza worth Rs. 200 and yet couldn't satiate their appetite. What kind of world are we living in? We do not pay for the ingredients and efforts put in cooking a dish but for the brand name, services offered (?) and the taxes.

 I wonder......