GenNext

You and I and we and us and all those we see around us, are all lucky to be alive!

And no, the credit does not go to Osama bin Laden & Co. for not yet dropping a nuclear bomb over you and me, or not yet crashing helicopters into the tiny fragile building I'm sitting in(just in case you're Mr. Laden or his Secretary and have just been unwittingly given a brilliant idea for your next project, kindly purge your memory, or else rememberthat I do NOT stay in the West Wing of my hostel, so make plan(e)s accordingly.) The credit, at least in my case, should go to some extent to the butler of my hostel who serves me food that's just-about-NOT-poison everyday. But that's too much digression. I said we are lucky to be alive because we live in a tumultous time, in a extra dynamic ever changing world full of possibilities and turbulence( and where there is Google and orkut and blogger).

Think and you'd realise that in terms of our awareness and opportunity levels we are definitely luckier than our great grandfathers, because it' such a nice time to be alive at. The equations of everything around us change all the time, and amongst all the confusion and stress, there's still some happy relief an excited anticipation in this randomness. I feel slightly fatigued now, but before I say "Been there done that" to anything, a new challenge is thrown at me. And the adrenaline keeps flowing.

We are a more hyperactive generation than the preceding ones, and two-year younger people belong to another generation altogether, and I feel senile with them. So it's a continual process of increasing hyperactivity ( and that's slightly relieving, why should I be the only misfit!). But we are very interesting too. We have ambitions but a strong resurgent 21st century patriptism too. We dream but we want our reality within our grip too. We bash the media for being so profit oriented but flock journalism courses too. We fall in love but most of us bash the hype of Valentine's Day too. I'm reminded of the 'Phir Bhi Dil hai hindustani' title track.......

hum logon ko samajh sako to samjho dilbar jaani.

Ulti seedhi jaisi bhi hai apni yahin kahani......

...thode anadi hain thode khiladi

Ruk ruk ke chalti hai apni gaadi

Humein pyar chahiye, aur kuch paise bhi......

We have a lot of confused ideals, like the generation before us, and like all the generations to come would have. But I still say it's a sufficiently interesting time to grow up at. There's a lot that has been happening around us that we could learn from. Books to read, movies to watch, people to see, lots. Maybe 15 yrs later people our age would have too much of all this to have a practical value. Pata nahi, I dont want to live for that long!

UPDATE

Our generation hates receiving fwds. Mostly. But still a lot of us sends them. I read some, send very few, and I have some 250 mails on yahoo in my "forwards" folder that I haven't deleted outright. Rediff I have lost count, and I always want to kill someone who sends me fwds on Gmail. But the worst are fwds on IMs. Especially those chain letter ones....Send this to 13 people in the next 13 minutes or else......what crap! They promised me wishes and boyfriends and witchcraft by forwarding but I didn't get any. Then they promised me death and ghosts if I didn't forward, and which again I didn't get any. Cheaters!

And now suddenly my mailbox is full of 18 new fwds by one guy in a time span of 13 minutes. Even deleting them is such a pain.

My headache has now been my soul mate for 38 hours. and it doesn't want to leave me. I gave my worst minor exam in IIT today. I can't walk properly because I pulled a muscle sometime today. My hair feel oily, so I need a headbath soon and I'm supposed to be busy in the middle of exams. I have a paper Sunday 8am which is inhumane. My room looks dirty. I lost some money yesterday. They cooked out of schedule the worst menu of the week for dinner in the mess tonight, so that I couldn't eat. Nobody from my home remembers to call me................

OK, and now all this proves what our generation is brilliant at: Cribbing.

PS Even if you think the generation of today is not like what I called out of generation and you are not t all like what I said, please DON'T do one thing. Don't crib about it. You're lucky to be alive and reading this!:P

PPS The question you may ask is why the hell am I worried about the generation?! And who the hell am I to do that? I assure you I don't have an answer that I could give you. But I've been thinking so much on other things my head could explode anytime. So I needed a lame distraction. Finding distractions is often important, and I re-realised today that the most effective way to alleviate pain is to increase it to such a level that it stops mattering. Discovering newer pains more painful makes older pains numb. Thanx Inhas for the idea.

I don't feel anything in my head now. Goodnight.