Good and luck

It took a couple of days in Delhi for me to appreciate what is liberally referred to as winters in Mumbai. The cold chilled me to the bone, and it took superhuman effort to rouse myself out of the two razais in the morning. The fog was thick and the visibility limited but none of this affected by cabbie - he kept merrily cruising at 70kmph in arterial roads. Cruel but effective way to get someone forget the weather. And to think that the city will be baking in 40+ degree temperatures in the summer.

It is unfortunate that the human mind cannot appreciate the absolute. We are forever evaluating options relative to one another. Be it job, income, living conditions or even the weather. Reminds me of this great line from the movie, Lucky Number Slevin....

The unlucky are nothing more than a frame of reference for the lucky. You are unlucky, so I may know that I am. Unfortunately the lucky never realizes they are lucky until it's too late. Take yourself for instance; yesterday you were better off than you are off today but it took today for you to realize it. But today has arrived and it's too late. You see? People are never happy with what they have. They want what they had, or what others have. The grass is always greener on the other side.