Pre-Mid Life
I'm planning to buy a car. After a ton of research a desi usually narrows the options down to 'you can't go wrong with this' Honda or a Toyota. It sickens me - not to drive one of those but to conform to a set of rules where value for money precedes comfort, driving pleasure. Not just in the matter of choosing a car but almost every decision in life is calculated to yield maximum value, choose the least risky route thereby optimizing for a mediocre life. Not just financially, but also in terms of experience, the richness of life. Bull shit. For once I want to buy a sports car. I want to drain my savings by taking a week long vacation in Paris staying in a good hotel, enjoying great cuisine, visiting wonderful museums, operas, ballets, smyphonies, tennis matches. I want to go see a cinema on a Wednesday evening. Sometimes I strongly feel like I want to quit my job and become a full-time blogger. Or write a novel. Or become a high school math teacher. Or educate myself in a field like history or anthropology. Clinging onto a monthly pay to take care of the bills is fucking poisonous.
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Easy boss, easy... Would've been nice to see you in person and say, "One day, that day will never come" as someone often says to irritate me at work:-) Btw, sports car is a super idea. Good luck!
Vidya,
Call it a man's 'days of the month' - I need to blow my steam off to cool down. Our very strong cultural up-bringing which emphasizes delaying gratification for better results sometimes gets my nerves. I realize that I haven't done anything outrageous, spontaneous, crazy, spur-of-the-moment in the last... I don't know, may be ever. That sucks. May be I can start with a sporty car.
Go on man! Buy it and freak out! Don't know what the wise bird you have for a wife will have to say:-)) Maybe something equally outrageous!! And nice!!
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