Hey there,
Haven't met for a long time, have we?
Yeah, well, I was occupied.
I have written some stuff, but I shall be publishing them some other time. For now, here it goes:
I am back to another godforsaken nook of the planet, back to the grind, back to the place where fears haunt me the most, the riots trouble me the most, the voices get seen the most, the works!
This place always drives me to think. And thinking I was.
So here is what struck: What if someday, I wake up and I have nothing to do, nobody to look up to, nobody to talk to, like an absolute limbo?
One of the biggest fears of my life has been loneliness. What would I do?
Work, money, things, materials never made sense to me. People did. What would I not do to have someone around me. Someone to care. Someone to treat me important, to make me a person.
We pass by phases in life when we think nobody matters, nobody understands us, nobody can care for us the way we need - so on and so forth. But the truth is, how much so ever incomplete life is with someone, it's even worse without.
I always wanted to not be in a situation, when I don't have a purpose. People are my purpose. When I don't have one, maybe I'll be old, or not.Maybe I'll be able to support myself, or not. But does that matter? Don't think so.
I believe what does matter is the fact that there people around me would be the reason for which I would do whatever I do. Anytime. Appreciation or otherwise of people, their freedom or dependence matters and has mattered to all. Isn't that also why all that has happened has happened?
We all are vain. Trivia can make us do good, evil or nasty stuff, whence, ginormous matters might not even change anything. It's weird how to most people ensuring that their child smiles is more important than keeping their surroundings clean.
And lo! Here I am, dragged out of the common course of the people that I am used to, into this plethora of strange faces that fail to recognize me.
Are my fears materializing? In a way.
Am I scared? To my spine.
Am I going to do anything about it? Don't think so.
Shall I be at peace? Not any time soon. (That has another reason too, but that is another post)
Anyways, see ya around.
Haven't met for a long time, have we?
Yeah, well, I was occupied.
I have written some stuff, but I shall be publishing them some other time. For now, here it goes:
I am back to another godforsaken nook of the planet, back to the grind, back to the place where fears haunt me the most, the riots trouble me the most, the voices get seen the most, the works!
This place always drives me to think. And thinking I was.
So here is what struck: What if someday, I wake up and I have nothing to do, nobody to look up to, nobody to talk to, like an absolute limbo?
One of the biggest fears of my life has been loneliness. What would I do?
Work, money, things, materials never made sense to me. People did. What would I not do to have someone around me. Someone to care. Someone to treat me important, to make me a person.
We pass by phases in life when we think nobody matters, nobody understands us, nobody can care for us the way we need - so on and so forth. But the truth is, how much so ever incomplete life is with someone, it's even worse without.
I always wanted to not be in a situation, when I don't have a purpose. People are my purpose. When I don't have one, maybe I'll be old, or not.Maybe I'll be able to support myself, or not. But does that matter? Don't think so.
I believe what does matter is the fact that there people around me would be the reason for which I would do whatever I do. Anytime. Appreciation or otherwise of people, their freedom or dependence matters and has mattered to all. Isn't that also why all that has happened has happened?
We all are vain. Trivia can make us do good, evil or nasty stuff, whence, ginormous matters might not even change anything. It's weird how to most people ensuring that their child smiles is more important than keeping their surroundings clean.
And lo! Here I am, dragged out of the common course of the people that I am used to, into this plethora of strange faces that fail to recognize me.
Are my fears materializing? In a way.
Am I scared? To my spine.
Am I going to do anything about it? Don't think so.
Shall I be at peace? Not any time soon. (That has another reason too, but that is another post)
Anyways, see ya around.
