2

Life always presents me with choices that I need to make at every important stage (apart from the daily routine ones), even though I don't ask for them most of the time. Though choices are always needed by an average individual to thoroughly analyze any situation and make an informed appropriate decision, I regret having them! Coz I always seem to have only 'two' proper choices - no more, no less! Either this or that; or nothing. Even if I had a myriad choices to begin with - I could always come up with a random algorithm to adjudge the pros and cons of each one, and discard all, but two! My algorithm ceases to give the best intented result after that. Don't know why. No amount of time spent will make way for one clear winner. No, there is no winner. It is just about the loser. I seem to lose equally (or lose more than, with the other one!) with either of them. The moment my heart picks one, the next second it goes out to the one I discarded. Sympathetic me. No, Indecisive me. No, Symapthetic me. I begin to realise that I will be losing this, and that, and that because of that; since I am not going to choose that/this. True, but this is more like a weighing-balance with no objects in either pan. What am I to do? I finally pick one (using a greedy-algorithm logic and making the best decision which is right for that moment; and that moment only). Years (read Seconds) down the lane, I always, always, always regret not picking the other option. My mind never ceases to imagine (fantasize!?) opportunities that I might have got had I chosen the other one; and those seem more rosy than what I have now - simply coz I picked 'this' instead of 'that'.

Therefore "2" happens to be the number that I wish could "Thu" and remove from the entire number system. We should have no choices, one or more than three, from which we could pick the ultimate option, but never two!