Let the midlife crisis begin pre-midlife

     It seems now the craze is photography. Fully grown homo-sapiens (sanskrit word, mind it) are into clicking away happily at whatever things they find interesting. At times its giant mountains of enticing snow, other times its reflections in water, seagulls soaring high or a blank face of a wretched Indian street urchin staring at you while you gleefully click away with your high-end camera. And all in black-n-white, mind it. At first you think something is wrong with them, your friends, I mean (not the hungry people, nothing is wrong with them, just that everything is wrong). People clicking pictures, writing blogs, learning languages, music,  studying way past their 30s. Are these the desi versions of mid-life crisis? As opposed to the good'ol American way of buying a bike or going off to St Thomas to live the rest of your life high and broke with multiple relationships. The same activities you found avoidable while growing up (only nerds took up music or read books or wrote poems) are the ones you feel like doing now. Kahani mein twist.

   But if you look at it from a different angle, you learn a whole lot when you pick up a new activity. It enriches your personality. When you look at your friends' photos you do end up seeing all of them and that too many times over. And its also a lot of hard work. Lighting, exposure, zoom factor, optical/digital, motion, etc etc. Even writing blogs. You might think its not a big deal. Maintaining the crappiest of blogs (like the one you are reading right now) and coming up with stuff to write is some work. Its pointless, why do it? Shit, why do anything. Its all pointless in the end. Point is, having as much fun in between, mind it. But seriously, this is probably what they meant by growing-up. Maturing. Letting go of your anger your ego and focussing on something constructive. So pre-midlife crisis may actually be good for you.

Samapt Dhanyaad.

p.s. Sorry if you actually know me. You know I am bullshitting.