How comfortable could you get before it starts bothering you? Before the very comfort ends up becoming a source of unease, if not discomfort?
For me, this would happen fairly quickly. I'm pretty used to change. New schools, new cantonments, new friends - things were great growing up as a
fauji kid. So 5 years in 1 city, in 1 company were a little too much for me when I started work. Sure, I travelled a lot, but I kept coming back to the same city. At least for the first couple of years, I switched houses about 4 times. Then even that gave out. And little by little, I started getting trapped. In my comfort zone.
And it's a nice thing, while it's happening, but you don't realize it. It just creeps up on you all of a sudden. There you are, enjoying all the little things that slowly become a part of your life, becoming a regular at the gym, same time everyday, the same music everyday, the same people everyday, coffee breaks with the boys everyday, in your designated nook, becoming a regular at the friday evening happy hours at
Firangi Paani, becoming a regular at sunday lunch-time at the biryani joint.
Then one day, you think of moving, of switching jobs, or some such thing, but quickly discard that thought -
I'm too comfortable here! That is when you know, time's up. I'm too comfortable for my own comfort...
