Amidst the commotion, you ask yourself once every day, “Are you living happily?”It is bizarre when happiness = Good understanding parents + an ideal job + luxuries in life. It is bizarre when despite all of these; there still is a state of void. Should I call it expecting too much from life? Or this void is justifiable if the cause of this is the failure to find your ‘Self’.
Often they tell you to become a person who takes into consideration some bit of happiness of everyone around you; at least becoming someone who relatively keeps people around her at peace. The reason is simple, “You live with people”. I would buy that if you are an alcoholic, drug addict or you are too low on the scale of decency. Yes, you are expected to change then for your own good but never for anyone else.
But sometimes you are expected to change because you do not do any kind of drama and you disgust faking emotions; when you are the person who is clear in her head that black is black and white is white but people want you to call the black as white because they simply like that color.
Once in a while you get tired of everything. You get tired reasoning with them that it is the color black and not white, you get tired arguing, tired fighting, tired crying, tired staying quiet and you eventually succumb to the situation. By doing this you compromise one bit of yourself to content every new person and in all this, you completely lose yourself.
Amidst the commotion, you ask yourself once every day, “Are you living happily?” It is bizarre when happiness = Good understanding parents + an ideal job + luxuries in life.
It is bizarre when despite all of these, there still is a state of void because one fine day when you get up, you realize, you do not remember yourself anymore.
Written by Vrushali Deshpande
Words that help express feelings, emotions, and relationships.
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well CHANGE is the NATURE of life,as time goes on everything changes. good post vrushali.
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