Quarter life crisis???

Well, there's been a lot happening in the last few days. I came back from Goa at the start of this month after my sis' wedding. Got back to work immediately, just found myself too disturbed and out of place! Although, I'd worked hard in office before, I just did not feel like continuing. I remember, there have been times when I've stayed in office due to work for 3-4 days without going home, and still enjoyed work. And all of a sudden, I feel I've lost focus and am heading nowhere. I was feeling totally exhausted and drained out, to a point where I thought I could no longer continue. So one fine monday morning, I tell my boss that I want to quit. Well, to be frank, the decision wasn't taken in a spur of a moment. I was long contemplating it, but had no concrete alternative plans (I still don't have any). I thought that would give me some peace of mind. But peace of mind still remains elusive...

I answered a couple of interviews after quitting. In one of them, did not match the interviewer's expectations (mind you answering 3 gruelling interviews in that frame of mind was really difficult), in the other, the company could not match my expected salary. I've already made up my mind to take up a job only if the work to salary ratio is proportional. I've attracted a lot of criticism from friends and family members alike, for resigning from my job. Though, they may have good intentions, I'd still do what I feel is right. If I don't find a job I expect, then I'm probably incompetent in my current field and should explore a different career option. Ofcourse, I'm actually fed up of the IT industry and don't intend remaining in this industry for long. But if not this then what? I've started feeling increasingly uncertain about my future and yet adventurous. Is this what people call "Quarter life crisis"?

Games memories play!!!

Nothing is permanent in life, the only permanent thing is change!!! I certainly do believe in this statement! In addition, you also have some memories, which remain permanently hidden in some unknown location of your subconscious mind. However hard you might try, you can never get them out of their place! The strangest thing however about memories and me, is that its the bad memories I would always want to remember, but would want to forget the good ones! Not that I don't cherish the good memories, but as soon as I come back to the present, I start yearning for those old days, hoping that history will repeat, making my present sad and gloomy!!! Bad memories, though traumatic experiences, make you learn from mistakes, leaving you with a good chance of making the best out of the present! How nice it would have been, if I was able to selectively keep memories in my mind, getting rid of those which affect my present!!!