Ages ago, when my namesake, Manu, listed the 4 stages (read: Ashramas) of a man's life, he should've known it wouldn't last. Maybe he did, beacause clearly, and THANKFULLY for me and my friends, the Hindu mythology doesn't sport as much rigidity. Change is inevitable. Like shit. The ashramas were categorized as follows:
Must say.. Manu, the oldie was quite an ambitious fellow to have projected man's age upto effing 100! That's a number for God-s. Read: Sachin. So I did what I was destined to. The similarity between Neo, Manu, Noah etc is that we are ONE of a kind. We are saviors of humanity. We are trend-setters. And we love Trinity, er..!
I thought I would propose a newer model to humanity; a version which is state-of-the-art. After ruminating over hundreds of categories, the most suited and most uniformly applicable version that was realized upon statistical analysis is what I am presenting here.
An average Man's(or woman's, make no judgments!) life can be categorized upon what/who he is whining for/at. It's a game us homo-sapiens play all our lives. The Blame Game. And boy, do we love it! Exactly what my idea is of dividing the human life. Kick-ass, I know.
Age 0 to 6 years : Blame no one but just cry, randomly.
Age 7 to 12 years: Blame your teachers.
Age 13 to 18 years: Blame your parents.
Age 19 to 23: Blame the #&$%ing education system(read: Exam paper-setters!).
Age 24 to 30: Blame your girl\boy friend + Blame your boss.
Age 30 to 40: Blame your Father-in-law.
Age 41 to 50: Blame the Government.
Age 51 to 60: Blame the Government + Blame your son/daughter.
Age 61 to 70: Blame the Government + Blame your son/daughter + Blame your pension-plan
Age 71 to 80: Blame the Government + Blame your son/daughter + Blame your pension-plan + Blame the Cable Guy
Age 81 to RIP-moment: Blame everyone and whine, randomly...
It's more peaceful a life, and more blissful a death when you know there's someone you can smudge clean your conscience over, is it? Get a life, bitches!
Am I wrong? Maybe! But how famous lines are those? :P
Et tu, Brute? Then, fall Caesar!
- The First Ashrama: "Brahmacharya" or the Student Stage
- The Second Ashrama: "Grihastha" or the Householder stage
- The Third Stage: "Vanaprastha" or the Hermit Stage
- The Fourth Stage: "Sanyasa" or the Wandering Ascetic Stage
Must say.. Manu, the oldie was quite an ambitious fellow to have projected man's age upto effing 100! That's a number for God-s. Read: Sachin. So I did what I was destined to. The similarity between Neo, Manu, Noah etc is that we are ONE of a kind. We are saviors of humanity. We are trend-setters. And we love Trinity, er..!
I thought I would propose a newer model to humanity; a version which is state-of-the-art. After ruminating over hundreds of categories, the most suited and most uniformly applicable version that was realized upon statistical analysis is what I am presenting here.
An average Man's(or woman's, make no judgments!) life can be categorized upon what/who he is whining for/at. It's a game us homo-sapiens play all our lives. The Blame Game. And boy, do we love it! Exactly what my idea is of dividing the human life. Kick-ass, I know.
Age 0 to 6 years : Blame no one but just cry, randomly.
Age 7 to 12 years: Blame your teachers.
Age 13 to 18 years: Blame your parents.
Age 19 to 23: Blame the #&$%ing education system(read: Exam paper-setters!).
Age 24 to 30: Blame your girl\boy friend + Blame your boss.
Age 30 to 40: Blame your Father-in-law.
Age 41 to 50: Blame the Government.
Age 51 to 60: Blame the Government + Blame your son/daughter.
Age 61 to 70: Blame the Government + Blame your son/daughter + Blame your pension-plan
Age 71 to 80: Blame the Government + Blame your son/daughter + Blame your pension-plan + Blame the Cable Guy
Age 81 to RIP-moment: Blame everyone and whine, randomly...
It's more peaceful a life, and more blissful a death when you know there's someone you can smudge clean your conscience over, is it? Get a life, bitches!
Am I wrong? Maybe! But how famous lines are those? :P
Et tu, Brute? Then, fall Caesar!
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