Oct 19 2019; This is not a gist from reading a book on midlife crisis. It is my attempt to express my observation and share my feelings. After almost ~15 years from my last blog I feel like writing this one. May be that is midlife crises? The realization of limited possibilities seems like the issue here. When we were 5 we had unlimited possibilities. We could jump on sofa and see if it breaks in 100 jumps or a 1000. We could wake up in the middle of the night and decide to pee on the bed and see what happens, everything was up for try and there would be no consequences. Grow up a bit and the possibilities shrink and pressure increase to select subjects, sports, schools, friends. The freedom is limited by pressure, because now you cannot select without consequences your parents and the world makes you logical and all your decisions are suppose to have a purpose. We build ambitions to earn money, be famous, play sport, get A+ etc. However, by the time you are about 40 the ambit...
Jan 2006; It's time for us to return to India and I just realized I am in US. With Indians all around I never got an opportunity to feel that I am in the most powerful country of the world. My class at FDU was formed of students from IMT Ghaziabad. The same set of students stayed together in the apartment sharing rooms and bathrooms. Sabji and pyaz form the Indian Market of Jersey City. Americans would require a visa before peeping into the Newark Avenue of Jersey City. I even found few goras speaking Gujarati, may be that is who they got the visa for Newark Ave. Other than the experience I am just going to mention and few other great smiles on the faces makes you feel you are in US. Telling a nice “HIIII” to every stranger passing by. Find your $400 parcel awaiting you in the open. And of course lovely ladies with smile and a great heart. Sexy girls and the fad of US. You drive 1000 miles and you feel you are deaf! Not a single horn from any car. At GE where I am an inter...