Tuesday, February 09, 2010

that guy



आज सकाळी मी (मस्त नहा-धो के) बँकेत गेलो होतो, home loan ची चौकशी करायला. १५ मिनिटे दयनीय नजरेनी त्या clerk बाईंनकड़े बघितल्या नंतर finally त्यांनी "हं तुमचा काय?" विचारलं.



मी: home loan ची चौकशी करायची होती.
बाई: काय करता आपण?
मी: electronics engineer आहे. (software सांगायला लाज वाटते म्हणून :P)
बाई: वडील काय करतात?
मी: doctor आहेत.
बाई: कितीचं loan पाहिजे?
मी: ५-६ लाख, म्हणजे २-३ वर्षात repay करता येईल असं.
she smirked, put the pen down and looked at me with a look that said "what a loser. इथे सगळे ३०-४० लाखांची loans घेतायेत, आणि हा घाबरट इतकी चांगली नोकरी असताना पण ५ लाख मागतोय."
बाई: इथे २० लाखाच्या खालची होत नाहीत. दुसऱ्या branch ला जा.

getting expensive homes and huge home loans seems to be the in thing right now. and it certainly makes economic sense in a developing city like Pune. but i couldn't get myself to do it. i wonder what it takes to sign on a paper which makes you commit to doing a particular task for the  next 20 years of your life.

i guess it might have something to do with our self worth. commitment makes us do stuff. once we commit to being parents, no matter how difficult it gets or how bored/lazy we feel, most of us _will_ try to be good parents for their kids. once we fix ourselves a nice juicy e.m.i., we will keep showing up at our job, no matter how much we hate it, just 'cus it pays good.

and then, many years from now, when we are old and done with all our commitments, we will look back and find that we raised our kids well, created property worth crores for them. and feel that our lives were worth their while. peachy.

but what about that guy who won't commit to this default stuff (family and property)?. the one who waits stubbornly to find _his_ own path. there is that huge risk of not finding it at all. when this guy turns old and looks back all he will find is a life spent unshackled and in the search of meaning. poor soul.

my only fear is that instead of pity, i might end up with envy for him.

7 comments:

Harshad said...

Superb!

All Talk and No Action said...

but we are assuming that everyone wants to 'find his path'. Maybe ppl are happy doing the mundane stuff

siddhya said...

and you are assuming that everyone wants to be happy :P but i guess these are safe assumptions for most of us.

i would like to repeat my first comment on this post:
http://siddhya.blogspot.com/2009/12/same-difference.html

making sure that you are not running your life out of fear (of disturbing the routine) or sheer dumbness (fear of disturbing your peace of mind), might turn out to be very useful.
once you do that, even if you work an assembly line for the rest of your life, you won't see me complaining :)

All Talk and No Action said...

agreed. And again I repeat, a lot of people follow the routine not because they are scared or are dumb, but only because they like it that way :)

siddhya said...

i must object to "a lot of people".
yes there maybe a few (very few, actually. i know just 1 or 2 personally) who have realized what they want to do with their life, are actually doing it _everyday_, and are loving it, ofcourse.

how many such people do you know?

All Talk and No Action said...

I know quite a few people who, If I applied the Stds. of the post to, would come out as boring/scared/dumb.

Yet, from what I know of them, they are happy being the way they are.

Happy to commit to loans, raise kids, have a simple life, no burning desire to change the world/themselves...

Also came across this post - it applies to our discussion...

http://blog.figuringshitout.com/nov-5th-day-23-three-types-of-passion/

siddhya said...

hehee thats the beauty of voluntary commitment. when you accept it, you don't just commit to doing something, you commit to being _happy_ doing it :P

start of commitment becomes end of thinking. e.g. you have a baby, but continue thinking abt whether you should have it or not, and realize you shouldn't have. what the fuck can you do now??

so when committed people say and show (to themselves mostly :P) that they are happy about it, my reason turns me into a pessimist :D