I Don't Know What to do Anymore :-(

I have been extremely clueless for the last one week. You see, I don’t know what to do, anymore.

My motley group of friends and siblings suggested the following, strictly keeping me in mind, as they emphasized:

1. Become a food taster


2. Open a clothes store


3. Rebel at work, scream at the boss, get fired just for kicks


4. Try gardening without killing the plants and watering the weeds


5. Learn pottery(the only sensible solution)


6. Renounce the world, get going to the Himalayas


7. Get a nose job done


8. Get another degree


9. Be different: think negative


10. Act profound and stare when someone approaches my work desk


11. Pretend I’m an alien(this shouldn’t be tough, they reckoned)


12. Get a t’scope, peer without a break into the neighbour’s house


13. Learn to type with my toes


14. Develop a complex & hone it (this, they calculated, should keep me occupied for the rest of my life!)


15. Wear tattered clothes to work & roll up my eyes, nod & sigh when questioned


16. Transmigrate


17. Tonsure my head


18. Ask “But why?” with a poker face each time the super-annoying HR woman asks a question/opens her mouth to speak

Wow.

Am I overwhelmed or what. With such well-wishers, do I need enemies?

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Ennui is IN!

Ennui! Well, learning how to pronounce it right might take away a bit of it but that will not eliminate the need to do something and something, well, different. However did the older generation manage without videogames, T.V. or cell phones? Very well, if you ask me. Creativity was the name of the game and one either was born creative or learnt how to entertain oneself. No whining but, mummy, what do I do kids. You went out to play and invented games. You managed with a whole gang who was out to PLAY, you know! You split into teams, made friends with real people and played real games, not move thingies called 'joysticks' all over the place to win. One ran, fell, got dirty, came back home with scratched knees and bruises. One climbed trees in stealth and plucked ripe mangoes much to the anger and loathing of the local chowkidar. One looked forward to watching a movie in the only theatre in town, wait for that one copy of record...One...well, bonded, made lasting relationships and friendships. Girls looked forward to having their first Barbie doll and boys to the first GI-Joe or He-Man. One talked, shared tales, joys and sorrows. In short, one was social, never got bored and was totally kicked about life and how to find more time to fill it with more fun and meaning.
I see small kids today and teenagers feeling lost without their ipods, psp's, computer games or DVD's. Whatever happened to all the Nancy Drews and Malory Towers? Books, anyone? No? Oh well! Never mind. Looks like this generation doesn't know what having fun is. All they are busy at is getting bored. How ironic...just when the world is moving towards making life more entertaining and easy, we seem to be moving away instead of solving one of the simplest of all concerns: ennui. The more we have, the less we seem to enjoy it. Less was definitely better.

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