Memory leaks of the soul

IS THIS IT?? you ask your self....

The promised land...."Beta these are the crucial years, study well now and your life is made"

2 years later..."Just think how great your life would be if you get into IIT"

3 years later..."I've gotta know everything in George summers' and shakuntala devi's book...my APTITUDE will get me a job "

2 Years later...."Masters will help me get a better job"

Some time later..."Lets get a MBA, it'll get me a funky title and better cash"

And every night you sit in the dark, trying to figure out WTF? I'm missing something.

C'mon kiddo "you just need to share it with somebody to get it (errr PLEASE TELL ME WHAT IS IT??) find a decent girl and get married"

I know, misery loves company...

Then you stop "communicating"... At the dinner table completely wired to your phones, PDAs and laptops.....eating shit you don't wanna, but you can afford... you look at her and the conversation is done.... her day was good so was yours...read a fucking book, with the TV blarring some shitty remix....fuck around, coz you can...

"I'll tell you what you need, A REAL FAMILY"

OK, COME LETS REPRODUCE...

You pick up the fruits of HER labour, it is fun to be awake at 5 a.m. looking for the kid's silent mode option.

He's a pretty intelligent kid, just needs some motivation "Beta these are the crucial years, study well now and your life is made"

You still stay awake, realising IT was always within you. No longer though. All you needed to do was plug the leak when you found something was missing....all you need now is to figure out which adhesive to use...