What if I had not messed up that question (which I knew the answer to in any lucid moment - and before you ask, No, I wasn't stoned!) for an interview and ended up in Lucknow. What if my epilepsy had been detected earlier? Would I have stayed on in b'bay? Would I have been happier?
In a dead-end job and with a resume that is interesting but doesn't quite fit anything anybody expects, I am strangely more at peace than ever before. I know exactly what needs to be done and feel sure about it. Risks can be taken because there isn't much to risk ;-) Isn't that the best sort of gamble? Limited to no downside and huge upside!
I am perfectly content indulging myself. Drinking wine, watching interesting cinema in the evenings after great workouts where I (believe it or not) learn to fight! Fight club it isn't, but some of the guys aim to go in for the UFC or MMA championship fights.
Mulling over the events across the world (and boy am I glad I have so much time to digest everything that is unwinding right now - we sure live in exciting times!) and forming my own theories about what is wrong with the world and with a few good people to share my ideas with, driving around in what I've come to accept as a reasonable real-world trade-off of my dream car, listening to my favourite (I think I just like the British spelling better) music on the best speakers I can afford, I am almost content. More content than I've ever been probably.
Perhaps, finding the right relationship was all I needed all along.
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