The leap

The Saints said that the world is ready to engulf you in its enormity.

Now when I stand in the open spaces, and ponder over it. I realise how true this is. Living a sheltered life from past many years had concealed me from what the older people than called, life. I was more like a chick who had just come out of an egg and had started exploring the multi shades of the environs around.

My grandpa had asked once what I thought life was I didn't give him an answer then, it seemed too footling or maybe I was too ignorant to understand it then.

Earlier it was the innocence of school, birthday parties, barren fights and the family junkets. Then came the four years of college, lectures, exams, unplanned trips, spins, friends, booze, music and of course blogging…all this was Life, for me at least.
A carefree life which I dictated on my terms and where I was the master of my own Universe and then one fine day things started mopping up… My results were out, I was elated but wait, s*** I was a graduate now and had to join my job pretty soon.

When I looked around I realised my life wasn't about me rather there was a stack of expectations behind me maybe the tint of my goggles had never let me see the things clearly. 

Amid, all this it felt as if the people around were trying to push me into the crowd, in the swarm of those millions who had no identity of their own and work like machines day in and out but, then certain things are just not tolerable and the inner you gets into discord with the outside world.

                

The Tart Truth

We like complaining because it improves the quality of our enjoyment! Is it? 

Undoubtedly half of you will consent to what London Mayor Boris Johnson said in a recent interview to a leading Daily, half of you will negate it and the remaining half (including me) will scratch their heads and then simply note down their perplexity and share them with the people.

It’s seven in the morning, raining. The good lord above has cried again.The best thing about monsoons is that, suddenly everything looks greener and clearer. Leaves reflect life and those drops of rain are a big relief from scorching heat. But, after the rains it’s a complete havoc, mud puddles everywhere (unless you put up in some posh area) and flooding of roads (no prejudice here, as this happens almost everywhere).

It is human nature that we are never satisfied with things around and always try finding some or other fault in the system. With the result we are always left complaining. If we look at close quarters we will realize complaining has been an essential part of our growing up, especially of us Indians (cheer up, it’s no less than an asset!) In school we complained about the homework irrespective of time wasted elsewhere, in college we complained about our friend circle disregarding our convivial friends, in office we crib about our nagging boss overlooking all the perk and privileges we get, we fight with our spouse ignoring their love for us and last but not the least we always try to find fault with every teeny weenie thing around because of our silly nature of comparison and end up complaining to the God above. (I wonder how badly his ears bleed)

That was still a microscopic view, even at the telescopic level we are too good at finding faults and complaining, whether it be about the political or the socio -economic system that tetchy bug within can never sleep. We always tend to look the things in the worst light (no pun intended) 

It’s true that finding faults paves way for improvement but complaining all the time, reflects the negativity within.