Will life take a U-turn?

Will life take a U-turn or shall it be like today, a one-way road? Let's go 10 years into the future, where I have for you, the story of reality.
Its the year 2020, I am sitting on a bench in forest park, in the southern side of the city. Suddenly I remember the last time I visited this place, back in 2010. It was early evening, and amidst my thoughts, I noticed people jogging around, old people who came for a evening walk, love birds 'walking and talking' (inspired by idea's TV Ad). This was the place I spoke out my emotions loud for the first time, and shared everything with Ashu. I had described, how I messed up my life, why I wasn't that what I was supposed to be. Ashu proposed various solutions, and it seemed I sorted out the odds. But life was a one-way road, and it became messed up again very soon. There was no U-turn, you had to move ahead, and if you apply brakes, you'd collide with the vehicle behind you.
Today most of the things were still the same, except that the park looked more crowded. And today, I was alone. One thing that I always wanted to have, was with me. It was a Macbook Pro, sitting on my lap right now. These days connectivity is no more a barrier, with several wi-fi hot-spots around the city and 3G data cards getting more affordable. If I wanted I could be blogging, and could be online at Facebook 24X7. But being hooked to these machines and the virtual world for years together had finally made most people like me, now sick of computers. The day I got the Macbook and first touched it, I felt vibrations of attachment, building up within me, as if it were to be my life-partner.
The Facebook homepage was wide open in front of me, though I wasn't continuously gazing at the screen. Now, I had just so many friends that, not less then 10 updates would appear every minute, I refreshed the News Feed. Last year I returned from Gangtok, fed up with eating momos, the most famous traditional delicacy of Sikkim. This old attitude of not being able to one place for too long, had made travel a lot. Now I was back to get settled at the place, from where I popped out.
An hour passed looking at the Facebook page and recollecting old days. The next time I looked away from the screen, I saw a person approaching me, with a familiar face. I remembered Shibesh who had in college, once written a blog about his future, inspired me to follow him and write something like his post. He was the lone dude of our class, and a member of BBC (Back Bencher's Community). It was him, I recognized him because he still had the same look as in college. I expected he would cry out - "Hi, Steve Jobs" ( he used to call me Steve or Jobs or Steve Jobs, because those days I was so crazy about Apple, and such a big fan of Steve Jobs, that I used to run around like the brand Ambassador of Apple.) He said - "How are you, dude?"
"I am great. What about you?", I replied and was about to minimize the Facebook page, when he turned the thing towards him and exclaimed - "Wow, you finally got one! Kitne mein liya?". "Approx 1.4". This wasn't the first time, that I was asked the price. People (those who think Macbook are just like IBM Thinkpads) used to jump off their seats when they heard, I got this for 1.4lacs, and tell me - "You could get two Sony Vaios with that. Or you could get a Karizma ZMR if you wouldn't have wasted so much money. " And people like me who were in love with the Aluminium body of Apple products and the beautiful logo, would just say one word - "Wow!" We were happy to meet after 8 years. We were definitely not in touch, after he left for a job in Dubai. He had the same story to tell, being fed up of the place where water is more expensive than petrol, he returned to Bhubaneswar, to settle down. The memories of Mayfair Lagoon, and Haka brought him back. He was back to taste momos in Haka, in contrast I fled from the place full of momos. Later on, I got to see his new girl friend's pic, in his cellphone. "This is the best looking gf you ever had", I said  snatching the phone from his hands. "Ya, she is. But why are you still single man, get hooked up", he sounded as if he would take to me place where they sell gfs in a mega sale.
"It isn't my cup of tea. I never have stable relationships", I admitted. Few minutes later, he asked that which I wasn't wanting to talk about. "How is Sandy?"
I became speechless for a while, but over the years, and with the change of my adolescent attitude, I could relax and answer - "She passed as a parameter to another function. I returned to main." ( to add a bit of programmer humor). Shibesh turned about his place and said - "What? She got married? You are such a loser man." I was again silent, deciding the next programmer joke to be told, when he added - "And who's that moron, she got away with?". "Why on earth would he be a moron? He's good."
"You met him?"
"No, I mean if she chose him, he would definitely be better than me, right? Simple logic."
"Its loser's logic", we sighed in unison, and looked away from screen.
I got up from my seat walked 2 steps ahead into the jogging track, a old man came in my way, and I had to step back. With another sigh I spoke, "There's no U-turn yet....."