A sabbatical -Collateral Damages and Contingency Plans

I’m planning for a sabbatical…A pretty long one at that..Well I do sound “quarter life crisis”-ish…But that’s the truth..I need a break..Damn I sound like a 50 yr old…(I can see some grins which translate approximately into “you look one..” But I for one refuse to be provoked by such unholy thoughts and comments...)

That was when I decided to putdown my papers..(As to why I'm doing this I dont know)..I had a nice farewell speech rehearsed..Had tears in my eyes when I thought bout the things I would miss in mys..
Friends,Chamundi,Gym(Frequently bunked..) ,food err no no…Green Hotel…urs road..kukkarahalli kere…etc etc etc

After this big decision is made I decide to break this upon on future sponsers /care takers..Off course my parents…Their princess is back…I rehearse another one from my repertoire on my bleak life in mysore…

I tell them how bad things are. I whine, complain and exaggerate …
(Master of the game!!!)
I try all the weapons in a girl’s god given armoury…In between the sniffing and stifling sobs the decision to end the uneventful Infy career is proclaimed….

“Boooooom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Ha my ever resourceful mom unceremoniously reminds me that I have become a high maintenance project and would render their budgets useless…
She emphasizes on the bills she had frisked from my wallet and wardrobe…
Dad keeps a nonchalant stand suggesting it could be a passing phase and I would get bored here in Kochi ….
(My Dad has been avidly watching this same old drama ever since I started working..)
I bang the phone accusing them of disowning me when I needed them…
(Tactics baby tactics..Learn it right ,Use it Right!!!)

I refuse to accept what I know is the truth…The IT world has made me into every parents nightmare…A “shopaholic”couch potato…. By the time truth decides dawn upon me I’m well into the middle of a balancing act on a point heels on the slippery floors of Westside…(And you thought I quit on Shopping altogether?? Devil Forbid!!!)


No actually,whenever I read forwards on Rs 500 pocket money then and 20k carry home now I know its my life they are talking about…But rite now these are least of my concerns..
I want a break..Right now…

But my problems don’t end there…

I haven’t penned down all my problems, their collateral damages and the contingency I have for them…

So rite now ,if I decide to take a break my parents have refused to take ownership of any bills which come with classy looking shopping bags…
That would mean reduced shopping…(Well I think I can manage that…My Dad would hopefully help me out here and Mama Mia would soon loose her ground…Dream on Lady..Dream On..)