Driving from Gurgaon to Delhi gives scope for a lot of reflection. On a bike, one gets to drive through a maze of cars stuck in traffic. In the morning you can find a variety of people going to office. Men of all kinds: the worried and impatient young executive in his worn out Alto, the suave and well dressed senior manager/CEO in the backseat of his corolla reading the ET. Nondescript analyst-consultant types like me on the TVS Victors and the like.
Basic point of the post is: life is not looking great. If ALL goes well (and God knows what all it will take), I would still at the end of it all be the Man in the Car, nothing more nothing less.
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5 years ago
4 comments:
At least it is not as bad as when you realize this when you are the man in the car.
hmmm time to have higher level - more meaningful ambitions? to rise above the man in the car!!!
@anto: dont feel better abt it.
@bhars: no, am still tryin to get a car :)
Jealousy* is all the fun you think they had.
(* - of course, what you've written here isn't jealous; still...)
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