The Defining Moment

I'm asked to shift my office to another block in the building. This is the third time I'm shifting. Each time I shift I'm given a better place, that's okay. But this entire shifting process makes me frustrated and angry. You know it's pretty hard to change - that makes me think of what I am.

I'm looking at myself from two angles:

1. The 20th Century Angle, just before liberalisation started and we just had no Internet, and only one television Chanel and I could possibly dream of only a Government Job
2. The 21th Century Angle, where I am slowly transforming into one who can survive even without a Government Job, can live the way I like, has a lot of freedom and exposure. [Freedom??]

And I finally arrive at a sentence that describes me best: 'A Twenty-eight something, Twenty-first Century Male, trying to shed the Twentieth Century skin, who knows what it takes to be one. '

I know what it takes to be one. You are kind of confused between your pious 20th Century Identity and aggressive 21st Century Identity. You are scared by your sudden change from a Conservative to an Ultra Modern. [What ever that be!!] You still can't believe you don't need a Job offered by Indian Government to survive. But then, you are still not sure. Do you try for a Government Job or a Corporate Job? I feel as secured in my Corporate Job as I would be in a Government Job. I don't spend sleepless nights over getting a pink slip. I know, if I get a pinkslip tomorrow, I can go else where, with my dignity. [And I just don't care] Or, if worst, I can do it on my own and make it. The last company I worked asked me to go home. But then I never had to go home. I got a better placement, with a better pay package.

But, then being a 21st Century Male is not just about your job. It's also about 'Party Hard and Die young' sort of thing. I don't know. It's also about dealing with a more liberal and challenging opposite sex. Its about dealing with an aggressive life. But life is cool that way.

What do ya think?