Furrore

Talking to Sheru made me realize how satisfied and non-ambitious have I suddenly become. Reading books on Existentialism, Siddhartha, led me to believe I had a unlimited amount of knowledge to perceive from my experiences and endeavors and I shall put 'infi' fight and remain energetic throughout the day trying to achieve maximum. Professionalism. Absistence. Objectivity. Energetic. Javaan.

Last few days (couple of Weeks) Have been as numb as they can get. Just plain old work in office, those long 16 hours in office amounting to a total of around 75 hours per week for the last two weeks, not giving any space for personal or social life, or to my recreation.

Weekends are a naught, meeting people, serving people, and serving the social networks I intend to follow. Crap. Need to get on my toes do what I do, had promised myself to do, and continue with my pursuit of happiness.

Last weekend, Saturday night, jassi arrived at Sheels place, just to visit Hard Rock Cafe, HRC (Our new SP), for my job treat (Long pending since 4-5 months). And man o man, what a night!
the first time I visited HRC last year, it was this place with an aura around it, its a place of socialites with Expensive items and hard rock next to Totos, a big big place. The next few times were just a roll up, they meant it was a Mandir we had to visit for the music. But this night was different. This night, there was fire juggling. YMCA 6 times. Fuckall music.
And at least 25 women, who looked hotter than page 3 socialites, or should I say, I have never seen the concentration of hotness in A place even in Europe. Those Shortest minis, those spaghetis and rolling dresses, beautiful faces (No, not made up hot faces, but beautiful ones), Drunk women drooling over each other, posing modeling shots for a photographer, dancing on YMCA with the waiters. The place was jam packed, I think with around 300 odd people. At one YMCA, there were 10 women on the tables dancing, and at least 6 of them looked as if they could enter a Miss India show (Not sure about the intellect though :D)

HRC has always been the place to see hot chicks, but not these levels ! We couldn't take our eyes off them!

The most tharki, havasi, junta around there was none other than us. :(
We looked like chindhi people drinking something, headbanging at some good songs and enjoying with friends. While they seem to be having a hoopla. It seemed that they had so much energy, money and beauty to flaunt. They were the happiest people it seemed. the youthful vibrancy, the zest in the air was unmatched. It was like being in Mood I Rock fest. You can imagine.

Just a thought welled up my mind, in these times of distress everywhere, there are these people enjoying every moment, living upto it, will go some place, have sex with their newly found one night stands and then go home drunk at 5 in the morning, then carry on with their lives. These are the optimistic people, who have the power, the financial aukaat, and can aspire to do what they want to do, steer themselves.

On another level, I thought evolution of places like HRC is such a symbol of the spread of happiness (Please leave capitalism and business for once moment). Such places are the epitomes of 300 people being happy for a couple of days. And refresh themselves. The whole world has places, things, and events to make each other happy. Everyone fights for the same deal. Some profit out of it. Others just enjoy plain. Too Much abstraction. Sorry.

So, coming out of bed today, I decided I would try to be as optimistic, energetic, and controlled as possible. Will work again to be on the path of the golden mean (Aristotle), as I was some weeks back. This controlled action, thought and aukaat mein rehkar sochna, prediction and confidence is good. NO commitment, less expectation, reasonable expectation, sensible movements, slowly and steadily moving towards a higher goal, growing towards something more beautiful than just laughter.

Laughter is a killer btw! Me and chirag were just discussing the other day how we would never be able to live without us laughing at every tiny bit of crap! We laugh at the mere dialogue delivery, at our 'studness'! Anyways, that would turn out to be boring for you, Reader.
Just remember what I told sheru yesterday, 'I have realized that our when the basic goal is happiness. A very simple realization it is, though is very profound. When I work, I become happy, when I study Cfa I become happy, When I read the paper, when I eat, when I go out for boozing, when I treat for my job, when I meet somebody, when I'm sad over something, I drink again, whenI read a novel, when I read philosophy, when I'm with a girl, when I abstain, when I sleep, whatever I do makes my happy. Then why the fuck are we thinking so much!

So let me begin with my daily chores of cleaning up my mind with some news, eating an apple, and drinking some beautiful water.

Just to clear out the statistics, HRC - 5 people with 1 teetotaller, 26 beers, 12 pegs of whiskey, some food billing to 8K.
Just to remind you, it was my job treat. Fuck.