When I grow up
Long autobiographical blurb ahead. Blame mutruppuLLi's nice post for spurring this confessional. There is an RK Narayan story aboout a man who spends his fortieth birthday in a park (not going to work !) thinking of how nothing has actually changed in his life as he grew older. He had the same tendencies, weaknesses, joys and fears but just cloaked differently. Magician that he is, somehow RKN made it sound like a happy realization ! I am hunting for that story. June '00 Q: Why economics after PCM ? A: I hate physics. I refuse to submit to it. Three years of being looked at with eyes of pity by uncles who were considering the calamity had befallen my parents Jun '03 Q:What now ? A: Masters in Economics I guess Q: Why ? You like it so much ? A: Hmm... actually I learnt squat these three years so I am trying to justify my past.... Q: ....!?! A: You'll atleast have to grant me the freshness in that argument Jun '05 Q: What now ? A: I like this reading and writing stuf...