Showing posts with label boredom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boredom. Show all posts

Friday, March 1, 2013

WHAT NEXT?

First of all, and this is a disclaimer, I do not write to be published. It is not a literary work that I'm publishing. I write to vent. I write to put whatever's there in the mind out there.

That done with, over the past few weeks, I've been thinking. What is to be done next in life? I've got two degrees, worked in Goa (\:D/) for 4 years, now I've been in Africa for a year (to the day) and all I can think of is 'WHAT NEXT?'

Having done so many things, Goa, Africa, Engineering, MBA, you'd think now life would be pretty exciting for me. But no, that's not the case. I think excitement comes from within. There, sitting in some far-off corner of the world, maybe even away from satellite / mobile communication, life would be more interesting than sitting at a desk typing out this blog, having nothing worth anything to do with one's life. People would be happier there.

Or is it that I just need a vacation? Don't know. The company thinks I need a vacation once every 6 months. Now, I've been here for a year, and have gone home twice. So, next vacation should be 6 months away, no? No. Its too much. Its Africa, isn't it? It takes its toll on you. Even though you are fully taken care of. You're housed, fed, cared for even better than you were at home. But still, it gets boring, it gets frustrating. Starts coming out of your ears. And there's only so much you can do not to lose it.

Even so, we labor on.... Evermore, like the worker bee that we are...

Saturday, April 21, 2012

Inertia

Incredible inertia. That's what is happening to me these days. What is it, I wonder? Is it laziness? Boredom? Am I just not excited enough? What is it? I really can't seem to figure out. Whatever it is, I really gotta shake it off. I really want to make Liberia happen for me.

O, and in case you were wondering, I didn't go to the TED video thing on Wednesday. And I also did not go to the mapping party yesterday. Why am I doing this to myself? If there is enough entertainment / amusement / excitement around, why am I not accessing it? Is it the guilt of not having accomplished enough that is making me deprive myself? Or is it the deprivation that is making this inertia happen?

Could think of that one till the cows come home.... :)