This Is U Me And The Rest Of The World

I wonder what life is all about. It seems incomprehensible but in hindsight makes sense. Wish I had a crystal ball – but that would not be life, would it. Sometimes, it is easier to preach than practise and God forbid, somebody points that out.

Every day seems a chore with nothing to do. Each minute seems like an eternity and each task, impossible. You look into space and conjure weird situations where you are the hero and everything happens the way you want it. Worldly problems like food shortages, wars and politics seem so far away. You ask for help and every hand that hesitates to shake yours seems personal and deliberate, even if you realise deep inside it is not.

Some days are fine and the impossible seems possible. These are but few in between. Prayers do not help and you look at God in amazement – how much more of this can you take? Is it not time for a break – a payback for all the misery you have been through? During these times, is it selfish to pray more for yourself than your family and friends?

You listen to advice from people; sometimes it does not make sense. Maybe you just don’t have the energy to do anything about it. You pretend everything is fine and are more cheerful with others than usual. Worst case scenario, when all is down, everything goes wrong. Like you are all alone in a room, with nothing to do and the TV does not work. Your mind runs around in a frenzy, trying to find something to anchor to and calm down.

I wish that somebody, even God would listen. It is the waiting that kills. You eat wrong; you sleep wrong and take off at even the unintended slight from someone who genuinely cares for you. At times, self pity gets the better of us. You try not to pity yourself. Figure that there are people much worse off than you – but that does not count for long, does it?

Am I asking for too much? People are happier with less. Or have they settled for less? Some people inspire you. Wonder how they got there. Don’t they tread the same path as the rest of us?

Oh yes, I do dream of world peace and food for everyone and idealistically believe that I will have something to do with it. When the going is good, nothing matters. When it is bad, everything matters. Sometimes, I am called selfish, but I honestly do not think so.

I know this time will pass, like it always has. Maybe we get what we desire. Or settle for less. And I know for sure this time will come again. I hope to get some breathing space before it does.

These are our thoughts jotted down. It is okay to be judged and I don’t mind since this is you, me and the rest of the world.
BY PREETHI DHRUV BROUGHT TO BY SUNKAN





PREV

Nice one brought by you sunkan.

Only during adversities, we can see ourself selfish...
Only during adversities, we can see the true color of ourselves and of others too...

This too will pass---gives a positive end to the article...

sriniketan