By nature, I am a very confused person. I don’t like being responsible for a choice. I have worried about this in the past and wondered if I suffer from some kind of a disorder. My mind jumps from one possibility to another, and I end up exhausted and yet, clueless. The choices range from vain issues like ‘what should we eat for dinner today’ to ‘which shampoo should I buy’ to more grave issues that best remain unspoken. I thought nobody could be worse than me, till I met Mint. I suppose it is his over analytical nature that is responsible for this trait. Put the two of us together, and we are lost. The dilemmas in our life never end, the decisions are never taken.
Picture this scenario – We were back home on Saturday night after a sumptuous dinner at an Indian restaurant. Mint’s friends were calling us to a pub for a few drinks. I didn’t really feel upto it.
Me: I think I’ll skip it. Why don’t you go ahead? I’ll stay back home.
Mint: No! I wont leave you alone at home and go. We either go together, or we don’t.
Me: Ok then, we dont.
Mint: But they are calling us so much. They’ll feel bad if we don’t go na?
Me: Ok then, let’s go.
Mint: No! I don’t want you to do it out of force! You shouldn’t go if you really don’t want to!
Me: Ok, so then WHAT do you want to do?
Mint: I dont knoww!!
He spent the next twenty minutes getting mad because he couldn’t make up his mind. In the end we did end go, an hour late.
The next day we had to choose between going for an air show and watching a movie. And of course, I was the one responsible for the choice. Inception was supposed to be a great movies and had great reviews too. Would that be a good choice? Or should we just go for the air show? Maybe I wont get a chance to witness something grand like that again. And we can watch the movie anytime. But the air show seems too expensive. Is it worth it? Maybe we should just go for the movie. But what if for some reason I don’t like the movie and we waste our Sunday?
It was soon time to leave and I still hadn’t made up my mind. Mint told me the theatre was on the way to the place where the air show would be held. So I had time to think while we drove, till we reached the theatre. If we got to the theatre and I had still not decided, then we would just watch the movie. I was still mentally swinging between air show and movie when I realised we had reached the theatre and he had already parked!
That made me throw a fit. I fumed, yelled at him and threw a tantrum. How could he just park like that when I had still not decided? So what if I overshot my time limit?
Later on I did calm down. I did see his point. And yes, we did see the movie. But I get back to where I started. Why are choices so difficult to make? Why are we so abnormal? I so hope we change soon, or else, God save us!