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Dreams Shattered – 3

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Akarsh heard people shouting in the news discussion bulletin on TV. They were arguing about something about Kathua. He overheard his father slowly talking to her mother, meanwhile keeping a check that nobody else can listen to him. He understood the case while his father explained everything to his mother in hushed tone.

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Akarsh felt disgusted, hoping that is just fiction that he had just heard. He felt disturbed. The voices which he can hear on a daily basis were making more noise than ever today. He felt like the tipping point seemed to be closing. He thought of focusing on the voice that gave him direction. He couldn’t hear the voice today. He focused and tried harder. Finally the voice answered. He felt a disappointment in the voice today.

“You sensed what I wanted to talk about.” he asked the voice.

“Everybody is talking about that only. You are too small to be handling that topic.”, the voice answered.

“Maybe that is the mistake we have been making.”

The voice thought for a moment. It could come up with no answer. It shrugged.

After a long silence, it spoke:

“There is no way back from this. The epidemic that is rape, has affected India these days, goes beyond my comprehension. Is it religion, is it stupidity, or is it such hard placed belief that a cry for help doesn’t shake a person anymore? It was just to prove a point, I heard.

Nothing remains of her. The only daughter of the family rested in the ground for good. It seems we are obsessed with burying women to the ground one at a time. How do you even determine what she did to deserve such fate. Probably temple was not the safest place for her. Probably, God doesn’t exists everywhere.

We promised after Nirbhaya that we wouldn’t let anything of that sort happen. But look at us now. Making the same mistake, hiking the same path, placing blame on other’s, while failing to realize the fault in us. Our education system, our political inclination, our blind faith in our religion, while making sure that we keep on increasing the population frantically. This ends nowhere, but more pain and more outrage, increasing every single time such an incident happens.

From 1947 to now, we are still a slave to our age-old beliefs that doesn’t let us see that we can be more than aimless followers and backers of our stupid religions, caste, gender, sect or country.”

Akarsh clearly overwhelmed tried to sleep, losing all hope, hoping this was all a dream and wishing he could wake up to a better and hopeful Earth.

The voice called him, he felt a sudden optimism in the voice. He called out to it, “Go away! There is no coming back from this. There is no hope.”

“Hope is you!”, the voice said and transpired through the air.

Akarsh, after scratching his head for some time, realized what the voice meant. The hope are the people who call things out as they see them. The people who fight for injustice, who respect women, the people who get equally disgusted with such news. We need more of them. We need them in this fight, against the ones with no moral values.

Lets Fight!

 

 

 

Making Memories!

How many times have we come across the usage of the following, which should be enough to make it to qualify as an idiom in itself: “I hate my job...”, “I hate my life…“.
My mind was pondering over our habit of hating monotonicity. How easily one proclaims that he/she is bored of life/job/workplace. The irony in the sentence really surprises me. The fact that we are here and breathing is itself such a culmination of rare events(that could have easily broken down), that has kept us surviving here.
We worry too much about the future which renders our present a spoiler for our upcoming dreams. It’s one thing to claim that we want one kind of lifestyle and whole other thing to try to get that.
I am really thankful to the internet, which has been providing us resources for so many years now. Although, on one hand, it is providing us with great stories, which should be inspiring us to do something of our own. But the other side of the coin is, it has made us really dependent on the entertainment factor. The fact that we expect so much entertainment or facts sugar-coated with entertainment, has made us a slave of it. It has a part to play in such a behaviour of ours.
Now, coming to the main point, why do we think that our current situation is monotonous. It could be because we see no/uncertain future ahead. It leads me to believe that we are not satisfied with our present. Something haunts us that throws our present off the track.
My theory is that, your satisfaction in life(apart from the big events happening around you), is mostly dependent on how you are spending time after your office hours. If you are getting your personal time, you can find happiness too. Now, let me try to define ‘personal time’. In general sense, ‘personal time’ for introverts could be reading a book, writing something, recharging themselves by staying away from human interactions(:P); while for extroverts, it could mean having their favorite people around, doing something social, etc.
The reason why people are very vocal these days, is because there have been an over-enthusiastic show of dreamy jobs. With the ongoing wave of standup performers, entrepreneurs etc, and the media actively covering their stories of how they broke the shackles of boring jobs to become what they are. Although the stories are very inspiring, but the stories getting mainstream has created a problem with the masses. Suddenly, everyone has started hating their current jobs, citing them boring and monotonous.
The problem is more accentuated in Indians because we are dreamy people, expecting drama in our lives, because of the way we are conditioned. So, these stories make a deep mark in our minds, and thus overhauling our current situations. Now, the current situation is, you are considered cool only when you are doing a job that you absolutely love. This mentality has created frustration in the minds of people. My point is, suppose you like painting, it shouldn’t necessarily  be a source of income for you. But the starry-eyed media will condition you to make it your profession. All hobbies shouldn’t be converted into profession. Our hobbies are fun because we enjoy it and there is no pressure on us. There isn’t anyone breathing on our necks to make us complete another painting or start another project.
So, it’s okay to be in a job, which is not your forte. We will learn it, because we are humans and that’s what we do best.
I will reiterate: In my opinion, life starts after you come back to home after job. I am not saying one shouldn’t enjoy their jobs, one should definitely do that if one can, but keeping in mind that there will be continuous ups and downs there.
Forgetting office work in office, once we return, that is upto us. Learning to enjoy the moments at home, its comfort and the soothness it offers, could be the thing to start with. Travelling really opens up the world to us. Having satisfying conversations does the trick for some. And if nothing works, partying is always there to help.
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On a serious note , there are plethora of activities  that we can engage ourselves in, and make sure we are using our time productively and to also ensure that we are satisfied as well. Instead of fearing for the impacts of monotonicity, we can make the present memorable. After all, it’s the memories that will matter in the end.

Welcoming Hope

Wish you all a very joyous new year. 🙂

welcominghope

 

The thunderous blast from the past, engulfing me,
Pulling me towards their shore a little more.
Hands that were held tight, going a bit loose,
And the hopes dimming, tying a noose.
The moment that shone was the sign that I craved for,
Waking up to an experience, was what my way were paved for.
Now the lights are turned on, where the bliss is
And culminating it, is my key.
I reach out to the light with all my might,
Diving to the unbeknownst realms,
Into the abyss.