Directions

I definitely remember where this photograph was taken. This was taken in Hospet, specifically near the Tunghabhadra Dam. Hospet is somewhere between Bangalore and the famous temple towns of Belur and Halebidu. In the South Indian state of Karnataka. So, the signs are in both, the squibbly script of Kannada as well as in English. And, I have no clue about how to read Kannada.

This shot was taken in the evening, I think. We used to go off for the weekends, to explore different parts of the state. By the time we went on this trip, the size of the contingent had increased, and it increased to the point where it included some of the women in our class. Now, I don't have a problem with the women, but I do have a problem when the guys instead of behaving like normal guys, would start behaving like something we definitely not at that point in our lives. Like stuffy, frocked gentlemen!

We also, by this time, lost that initial sense of adventure that took us off on our first trip to Nandi Hills, where I ended up shitting over a cactus bush, with a bottle of water ( in our emptied booze bottle ) to wash my bum. And, that applied to all the other guys in our group. We did repeat that experience in a place called Shivaganga, but more of that another time.

The "direction", if you want to call it that, of our trips had changed, and had become more formalized. Someone told me ( his intention was not good, but his words made sense ), that I would never make a good boss of a large corporation, but that I was more suited for small. medium sized businesses. I thought about this, and it makes sense. And, this feedback has got me thinking along a new direction, which may very well alter the course of my life in the next few years.

It's amazing how our lives change direction, sometimes of our own volition and conscious thought. Sometimes, the change comes from external factors, and we are pushed along by the tide. And, sometimes, an external stimulus triggers a nice thought process in our tiny little brains!

Most of the time we stand in front of the direction signs, without the foggiest idea of where we want to go, but with just the vague notion that we want to "get there", wherever "there" may be.

But, as long as we get 'there' happily and in one piece, I guess it's okay in the end.

Comments

[jeff]

>> I guess life would be much easier if we have this kind of directions to rely on...:D

[johanna]

my life had a change of direction last year. a bit difficult but definitely happier :) good post