The biggest decision

I was listening to the radio the other day, and the RJ was asking something on the first biggest decision the listener had taken. That made me think - what was my first biggest decision? Hmmm.... it was a long time ago (seems like long long ago – but hey, despite my receding hairline and my bald pate and my ‘curd-rice’ belly, I am not that old). The decision at that time seemed very very tough – I was confronted with two equally good choices.
Now, you see, if there are only two choices, the decision is always tougher. Give 4 choices and still you would find it easier to select one, but give two choices and you always wonder if you selected the right one. No wonder, love triangles in our movies are so complicated! The hero or heroine has to choose one out of two heroines or heroes respectively – in South Indian movies, the hero would smartly marry both heroines (hell, one day we might end up seeing movies where the hero marries two other heroes! That would be a sight to see...Dunno Y).
Coming back to the decision – well yes, two equally good choices. Now, unlike the South Indian star, I couldn't get both (choices I mean, not heroines). So, to take one and leave out the other didn’t seem like a fair deal. The first choice was definitely good, worth fighting for and would have made me happy. The problem was that the second one too had similar features! How do you choose then? I thought of the old coin trick – toss a coin, heads is one choice and tails the other! I couldn’t make up my mind and the coin toss moved from a best of 3, to a best of 5 to a best of 21 when I gave up! I could ofcourse choose the seemingly Gandhian way of not having any ( I guess in today’s age it will be considered Gandhian to grab both choices and thereby save the other person the torment of having to select), but well I didn’t particularly like history. So, I was still making a list of pros-and-cons, when my elder sister shouted ‘Adi, if you don’t decide between the Dairy Milk and the 5 Star quickly, I am gonna eat up both!’ That’s when I did what only a naughty little brother can do and get away with – I quickly gobbled up one chocolate and wailed while my sister was trying to eat the other. She ended up giving me half of hers 
So – that folks, was my first biggest decision some 25 years ago! Remember your first biggest decision anyone?