Decision taken

The difference between 
a 'Decision taken' and a 'Decision not taken' is 
that of just a 'what if...'

Do we make decisions

Do we make decisions 
Or, Decisions make us...

Days- at work

These days have helped me knit the best ‘what if’ stories of my life because they were built on the concrete of my ‘what is’ tales.  

Today morning when I got up, while turning the curtains on, a thought of ordinariness struck my head. 

I realized that today was so much of an ordinary day.

Such ordinary that it has absolutely no significance in the history of future of the numerous days I have lived or am going to live. It was such a 'nobody' day that would ever record itself in the history. Its insignificance would get lost between the crowd of the count of ‘365 days an year’.

It was so average that in no way it affected my life. Even if I tried writing a remark on this day, I would not have much to remember about even its unimportance.  

I would never remember getting up the way I did because there was nothing exceptional about it. I’d tuck in the same set of shirts and pass through same streets smelling the same fish across the same wet market, do similar uninteresting work and be back, struggle to sleep and get up next morning to repeat the same circle. 

And that I had become so much used to this ordinariness that I had started to underestimate it to the level of its non-recognition. 

I started to think of such usual days of the past that I have lived, forgotten, been reminded of, forgotten again and moved on. 

I would remember them only if I tagged them as ‘first day’ or ‘the last day’, or ‘best day/ worst day’ but hardly ever remembered any of them as an ‘average day’.

And then I realized that I have been wrong about them. They have been the non-glamorous back office guys, with no hunger for recognition, who had been continuously at work to carve the present Me.

They are the minute pixels of the canvas that painted my life. Coloration and discoloration included.

 

These days were like phrases. So important if they were a part of the story and so meaningless if I tried assessing them individually. 

They were so significant because they have helped me assess the relevance of the decisions I made and the paths I chose. And more importantly, the routes I didn’t. They help me knit the best ‘what if’ stories of my life because they were built on the concrete of my ‘what is’ tales.  

If I look back, I don’t see any day that I have lived in any way qualifying to be insignificant, not because it has been a part of my life but because it has been an important part of it. 

All that I can think of now is a result of what I didn't think then. 

I am so boring

Long weekends are like marriages. You are so excited about them, await and mark calenders but when you have them, you realise that they are in your lives for no good.  
The long Easter weekend was so boring, so boring that I can't believe that it is over.

Lately I have been meeting interesting people around me. Such interesting people that they make me realize how boring I am.

Each time I go and meet a group of 'cool' people, and while they are busy 'enjoying' their lives, they offer me cigarettes which, when I refuse saying "Sorry, I don't smoke", the reaction instead of "Oh Ok/ good" is "Why".

At a party or a luncheon whenever I am found whispering in the ears of the waiter to check if there is any option in vegetarian food other than salads, I am labelled as "Lacking food sense'.

At a bar or club, when I tip toe while sitting amongst the 'cool' group people and pick a cranberry juice, I am declared an outlaw. 

The other day this 'interesting' person who keeps traveling to HK to have some 'fun' while her spouse is away and believes in enjoying life, rolled on the floor laughing to hear that I believed in monotonously monogamous.

I realized how boring I am. Rather, how boring I always have been. And interestingly, even after being aware of this fact, always going to be.
I calculated that there is a criteria that decides your level of enjoyment in life. Which is, only if they qualify one or more tests- 
1. Pumping nicotine in your blood
2. Making your tummy a graveyard of animals 
3. Taking a revenge from your body's nervous system by injecting alcohol in it 
4. Infidelity

If your way of enjoyment doesn't include any of the above, welcome to the board! 
Bored Board, I mean!