Santosh came the other day… we were discussing how our work lives were… he suddenly asked… is this it? is this life? get up…. go to work.. come home… and the next day the schedule repeats… thats it? is this what we looked forward for when we were in college? is this life? (mind you santosh loved his job….) I could only acknowledge how he felt and told him that we were travelling in the same boat… I didnt know the answer to his question… do you?
A moment of Silence
I get exhausted, exhausted living. Funny right? yes, I do get exhausted, exhauted living upto expectations of people.. sometimes you (include me also) live to prove that you are not a loser, sometimes you live to “be in the game”, sometimes you live because you have no other option.. I wonder when do we live for ourselves?? Whenever I come to this phase (which happens every now and then), I am posed with one eternal question, “who the hell am I??” And, fortunately or unfortunately, I can’t answer that, so I end up feeling and knowing I dont know myself. So, I/we conveniently loose ourselves in the rat race forgetting the pain. (A good way actually, how many of us do actually have the guts to face ourselves?? – Its funny to see the extent to which people can go, to just not remain alone with themselves)
The Show Must Go On
Didn’t know what to write for a long time. But, I kept listening to a song again and again..
The Hedonistic Paradox
Conventional wisdom dictates that if are not fortunate enough to find what we love, then we should love what we have/find. Somehow, this was never convincing to me. Interestingly, I found this below article in wikipedia, which confirms that you either love something or you dont. There’s no trying to find pleasure in things you dont like nor can you go out and say I’ll find happiness and pleasure in whatever you are doing.. Happiness/pleasure are a byproduct when you do somehting you love:
Unloved
Thinking about what syam said about old age homes… manasulo baadha.. ayyo why is this generation leaving their parents and grandparents there ani?.. inko pakka, guilt… am I not going to do that ani… (isn’t it an option my whole generation is considering?)..
Why is this phenomenon? Because parents didn’t love their kids or because kids don’t love their parents? Or is it because of the changing times and culture? (this needs lot of thought to comment on, so I’ll write about that later) Or is it mainly lack of forgiveness on each other’s part? (forgiveness is a gift I’m yet to receive)
As Mother Teresa said, “being unwanted/ unloved” is the worst disease ever faced by mankind. How do you fight it then? The only way is to forgive eachother.. anduke emo, Jesus last words kuda “ forgive them lord for they know not what they do”… isn’t it strange? … how do people forgive each other? Probably when they love each other so much that, they want to overlook the hurt caused by the other person.. but how do you forgive a person who hasn’t loved you, and whom you don’t love?
Hope I can (find forgiveness to) forgive people who have wronged me before it’s too late… or atleast forgive myself (for not forgiving others who wronged me) before I die…