Must be a personal record; a first of sorts. I was out playing from 5 PM to 10:15 PM.
5:00 - 6:20 : Roller blading, must have covered at least 3 miles. Touched the edge of foster city along the bay trails until I could see the bridge, and then came back to Oracle.
6:30 - 7:30 : Badminton with the regulars at the gym. Although I was a bit jaded, it felt nice to play those cross court drops and wow the beginners a bit. Heh.
7:30 - 10:15: Many many games of indoor volleyball. Like before, the last game of two on two was very fluid and had surprisingly long points. Beethoven and Ying versus me and Igor. Igor's left handed spikes from almost the second floor were untouchable. A pleasure to set to him. Igor the terrible. It was a close game though, and we won by two points to spare.
On another note, there are several couples who play volleyball; always nice to see them bond together. It seems the biggest joy of sharing your life with someone is that you have a witness to your life. Shared experiences. And when you look back, it would feel good to have the same shared memories.
I feel tired, very tired. Driving back home, I began wondering where life is going. I am already 29, and I am playing away the best years of my life. Get up, go to work, eat, play and come home. Far away from family. No real personal stake in work. Where did all those years go ? It was fun along the way, but if there is no build up towards anything significant, the journey seems quite meaningless. Maybe it is time to figure out something I can do on my own ? I wonder..
Should spent time doing more meaningful things, instead of pursuing personal happiness. A cause to dedicate life to. Will a path reveal itself ? Will I have to search for it ? If the destination itself is unclear, what path can one search for ?
On a happier note, Viji will get married in November, Venky willing. I made grand plans of spending 35 days in Bangalore. It feels nice to imagine I will never come back. Being a poojari in our temples in Tirthalli will probably keep me as happy as anything here, I suppose. Oh well.