Grown-ups
Do you remember...your last time when you were under the table as a kid, trying to figure out the possibilities of having that place as your permanent residence? Or may be when you last cuddled into the curtains of your home, or just got into one and twisted it ,you being inside it....
Or do you remember the last time you played with some container trying to figure out its shape or the material it is made of?
The last time you tried to balance the electric ON/OFF switch or the last time your eyes followed all the ticks of the wall clock. You tried to sqeeze the oil packets, making it flow from one side to another and then to another and then to another, until some one came and scolded you...
The time when you watered the plants from a good height , such that the bubbled up sand resembled coffee and you and your cousin offered each other to drink that?
The last time your fingers followed the metal design of gate...the time you smelled the notebooks...played with the three-into-one pen trying to write from all three colors simultaneously?
The time when you sharpened the camel colors and then collected the shaved off wax?
Memories. Endless they are! Little things mattered earlier. Might be only that was the world that could fit into our little eyes at that time.
But then suddenly we grew up!
Suddenly.
No one told, what was the end line, when did we stop doing those things! Practically thinking, there has to be one last time you did that particular act and
then suddenly it seemed foolish and you stopped doing that.
Here the factor comes : "seemed foolish", why did something seem foolish?
This is not your perspective, you tended to enjoy those things but it was not something that went along with other people , or might be some law that someone imposed so wittingly that you just can't get out of that trap.
You stopped observing things, you stopped exploring things, being expected to know everything and this was the very moment when life started turning out monotonous...
The parameters of happiness were never decided. The reality is a person can always figure out his/her own parameters for happiness and believe me, if you remove the role of "society" and "people" in determining your happiness, it is really easy to be happy. Everyone has one's own perspective , you need not satisfy everyone's perspective of happiness, just satisfy yours and you would be happy!
Life is way beyond the little day to day juggling. And it is all about being conscious of living.
The part I miss the most is when did these things start losing meaning for me? I started taking them for granted. A small event like change in placement of furniture earlier meant a whole new world, now the happiness just lasts for few moments. What and where is the difference, the happiness generated by triggered events is redefined in intensity.
Keeping all this apart, all the homosapiens I have met till now (I am using homosapiens to uniformly define all people, otherwise matured adults, as we are, we would start figuring out age, caste, gender, social status etc ), they all want the same things, a bit of love, respect and concern. We are wired in that particular way. A silent kid lives in all of us who still has the emotions that our "mature" minds try to channelize or seize.
Entire discussion rests on the point, why complicate life when it is so simple to "live" following one true notion of life that you define?
So, call back the kid in you , start living, start feeling and enjoying your very existence! You are worth it, let the graves be there to hold your dead body and not your lively soul!
So, this weekend try to live free! :)
Or do you remember the last time you played with some container trying to figure out its shape or the material it is made of?
The last time you tried to balance the electric ON/OFF switch or the last time your eyes followed all the ticks of the wall clock. You tried to sqeeze the oil packets, making it flow from one side to another and then to another and then to another, until some one came and scolded you...
The time when you watered the plants from a good height , such that the bubbled up sand resembled coffee and you and your cousin offered each other to drink that?
The last time your fingers followed the metal design of gate...the time you smelled the notebooks...played with the three-into-one pen trying to write from all three colors simultaneously?
The time when you sharpened the camel colors and then collected the shaved off wax?
Memories. Endless they are! Little things mattered earlier. Might be only that was the world that could fit into our little eyes at that time.
But then suddenly we grew up!
Suddenly.
No one told, what was the end line, when did we stop doing those things! Practically thinking, there has to be one last time you did that particular act and
then suddenly it seemed foolish and you stopped doing that.
Here the factor comes : "seemed foolish", why did something seem foolish?
This is not your perspective, you tended to enjoy those things but it was not something that went along with other people , or might be some law that someone imposed so wittingly that you just can't get out of that trap.
You stopped observing things, you stopped exploring things, being expected to know everything and this was the very moment when life started turning out monotonous...
The parameters of happiness were never decided. The reality is a person can always figure out his/her own parameters for happiness and believe me, if you remove the role of "society" and "people" in determining your happiness, it is really easy to be happy. Everyone has one's own perspective , you need not satisfy everyone's perspective of happiness, just satisfy yours and you would be happy!
Life is way beyond the little day to day juggling. And it is all about being conscious of living.
The part I miss the most is when did these things start losing meaning for me? I started taking them for granted. A small event like change in placement of furniture earlier meant a whole new world, now the happiness just lasts for few moments. What and where is the difference, the happiness generated by triggered events is redefined in intensity.
Keeping all this apart, all the homosapiens I have met till now (I am using homosapiens to uniformly define all people, otherwise matured adults, as we are, we would start figuring out age, caste, gender, social status etc ), they all want the same things, a bit of love, respect and concern. We are wired in that particular way. A silent kid lives in all of us who still has the emotions that our "mature" minds try to channelize or seize.
Entire discussion rests on the point, why complicate life when it is so simple to "live" following one true notion of life that you define?
So, call back the kid in you , start living, start feeling and enjoying your very existence! You are worth it, let the graves be there to hold your dead body and not your lively soul!
So, this weekend try to live free! :)
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