All work and no play

Im working really hard these days! Much more than I should and much more that i thought i could. I was talking about quitting this job teh other day but now i dont think i can no matter how over worked I am. We are planning to buy a car. This meand a down payment and a big fat EMI every month for the next 5 years. I know i'll be a slave for the enxt 5 years but still we are buying  a car. there uis a fair amount of peer pressure involved in this. If it were only upto me i probably wouldn't have bought a car or maybe only the cheapest car. Sadly, this decision is not mine alone, even though im the only one paying for it. We want a big car. 

Random

Here I am again! Watching mindless television. Pretending to surf, attempting to upload photos on orkut and viewing the same photos on facebook. I dont understand the need to be part of 2 social networks. Maybe its two kinds of me for two different sets of people that i know. Set 1- family and set 2- friends. So, is it true that I am not one person? Which one of these two personalities is me? Even I dont know the answer! But honestly I like playing both roles. Its a fine balance.

Bills

I don't know why I'm doing this? This job.

Given a choice, i am willing to leave it this minute, provided someone's paying my bills! Bills, the only reason I'm still sitting in this office. 

I don't know at what point my priorities change. Money was never so important to me. I always knew i need some but it was never the first thought or the first priority. Growing up changes things!

Our parents never told us bills are important. They were busy inculcating other values in us. Which, by the way, I'm glad they did...but how come they never mentioned bills!

Its the end of the month again and yes you guessed it - its time to pay the innumerable bills! phone bill, milk bill, newspaper bill, house rent, office rent (Ive rented a separate space as my personal studio where i intend to do fun stuff), electricity bill, maintenance bill...it just never ends!

Did i choose to pay a price?

Do you still paint and write?

I decided to start writing today. 

Just the other day, i was chatting with a friend after a long time. She asked me whether i still paint and write. I got a strange feeling. A mix. One, I was surprised, someone in this world still remembers that i used to paint and write, I felt guilty that i dont do as much as lift a brush these days, i was sad that my i've left all this behind me and restless for some reason that i cant completely comprehend. All this at the same time. It is almost surprising that i got time to breathe in the middle of all this!
So therefore I decided to start writing. I'll write about whatever it is that I want to. Its for me. Just so that I can hear my soul once in a while. Its nice to know your soul!