Super Sized Seek Kababs

In the ideal situation I wouldnt have to choose between ending my meals with a double expresso or meetha paan .
Ideal situations rarely exist .

Inside my mind though - I love my tall grande venti caramel macchaito's in the cold deary grey atlanta winter as much as I like my chai cutting in the lashing mumbai rains .

Yet , the mind is known to play games the heart can seldom fathom .

So when I'm eating seekh kababs at Karims , I think about all those late night post 4 am stops at Taco Bell in Florida ..where the 99 cent menu was a poor grad students salvage , and how the soft tacos felt to a jobless hardened heart .
..and When I'm stopping at a waffle house on a long thunder storm struck drive to south florida on I75 ...I want to close my eyes and wake up eating aloo parathas with dahi and marinated onions at a roadside dhaba on the way to dharamsala.

When I'm in New York ..I miss Mumbai ...and when I'm at Colaba , I think about how fantastic the manhattan skyline looks from newport .
Cravings for Kishore Kumar on a warm balmy southern evening on my porch in marietta quickly replaced by my constant humming to Sinatra in my white hotel room in Vasant Kunj watching planes land and take off.

Sometimes there are more questions than there are answers . Sometimes I find answers to questions I did not even know I was asking . And yet at other times , it seems like I'm a question in a myriad of questions ...looking at a multiple choice test where I am desperatly looking for option (c) All of the above
but have to choose between a finite disparate option (a) or option (b)

Then sometimes I wonder if I do have to make a choice . Says who that I cant eat my
one by two Bean Chimichanga with Masala Thumps up ?

All I know is that I have one life to live . I struggled through the first half trying to create options ..and now ..ironically enough spend a lot of time questioning those very choices I so struggled to create ...

Sometimes I wonder if we choose the battles we must fight , the joys and sorrows and questions we must face far before we actually experience them .
In what lies the greater power - in the choice or in the choosing?

If so - is the best choice to not choose at all ?