To Be or Not To Be

I know that the title is very much a cliché, but it is always so much easier to give in to the temptation of using one, rather than racking your brains over trying to create something original – knowing all the time that you will hardly come up with something as brilliant. My friend, these clichés have survived through ages - this particular one having survived more than 200 years, ever since the great bard penned them down – because they have beautifully captured the right idea or emotion. Oh, but we digress from the point. So, what I was trying to tell you is this – I am, what you might call, a perennially and utterly confused person. I have found myself bouncing back and forth, like a shuttlecock, on almost every trivial matter that one could possibly bounce back and forth upon. Several times, I have found myself in front of the mess refrigerator, pondering over the right drink to choose – one that would perfectly compliment the subzi of the day, or my mood, or for that matter even the weather. While grappling with the merits and demerits of a Pepsi and Coke, I would suddenly find myself lusting about a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, with just the right flavor – a little sweet and a little sour. After this period of indecision, I usually reach out for the drink closest at hand. Do not get me wrong, it is not these common frivolities alone, which occupy my time and energy. If you believe, I have moved my lazy posteriors, from the comfort of my cozy mattress, to this hard plastic chair just to write about the difficulties I face in choosing soft drinks, you are I am afraid to point out, completely off the mark.

The latest stimulus, which has caused my mind, to enter in to what it does best – bouncing back and forth – is the matter of…Well; do we need to go in to it? Some things are best left unsaid…..