It's 6 in the morning. Freezing cold. Standing beside the window, I take a look at the beautiful morning about to begin. The weather is foggy, quite contrary to the thoughts in my mind which are crystal clear. As I watch people walking on the lane, a train of thoughts begins. A few going for a morning walk,
the religious ones going to the temple, a little kid holding the index finger of his grandfather who, without a halt, teaches him the dos and don’ts of his life and apart from all of them, I see a newspaper distributor cycling his way in the nippy weather doing his job almost everyday without a fail, while I watch them standing in my cozy room. And that makes me wonder that what it is that makes him do such a job. Why can’t he, just like me, sit in a cozy room, grab a steaming cup of hot coffee and watch the beautiful sunrise????
Isn't it the MONEY……yeah….it’s the force…oops…no…..it’s the greed or maybe let’s say it’s the need that makes them forget about the comfort. While we fight the world to move an inch out of that cozy bed, that man bravely fights the desire to spend a comfortable life in order to give a comfy life to his loved ones. He can’t even cherish his dream of spending quality time with his loved ones, the ones for whom he works like a machine!
I am so tired of watching such sad, morose faces around me that it makes me wonder if there is any one left in the world who works to derive pleasure, who is inspired from within to work because that makes him happy. There are enough of them already who work for profits, to fulfil their needs, who work for the sake of working, not because they are gaining anything but earning money. People are not contented with their lives. Their desires are unending. Nobody wants to follow his/her heart or seek his dreams. A new form of dreams called CORRUPT DEAMS has emerged these days which doesn’t need you to listen to your heart, to think about what you like but in fact use your brain, make titsy-bitsy calculations, weigh the pros and cons and if the results are profitable enough …den yes that’s the dream they follow. It’s a wild rat-race.
But I dream of a state where I see myself turning my dreams into reality, where we could follow our hearts without any restrictions, where we started our day thinking of the beautiful surprises that the day held within it, where we could do the things we liked the most like catching up on our old buddies, enjoying with little kids, play/watch our fav sport, completing the long pending activity, going thru the old albums and reminiscing the whole scene watching that photograph.
Wouldn't that be great? **sigh**
the religious ones going to the temple, a little kid holding the index finger of his grandfather who, without a halt, teaches him the dos and don’ts of his life and apart from all of them, I see a newspaper distributor cycling his way in the nippy weather doing his job almost everyday without a fail, while I watch them standing in my cozy room. And that makes me wonder that what it is that makes him do such a job. Why can’t he, just like me, sit in a cozy room, grab a steaming cup of hot coffee and watch the beautiful sunrise????Isn't it the MONEY……yeah….it’s the force…oops…no…..it’s the greed or maybe let’s say it’s the need that makes them forget about the comfort. While we fight the world to move an inch out of that cozy bed, that man bravely fights the desire to spend a comfortable life in order to give a comfy life to his loved ones. He can’t even cherish his dream of spending quality time with his loved ones, the ones for whom he works like a machine!
I am so tired of watching such sad, morose faces around me that it makes me wonder if there is any one left in the world who works to derive pleasure, who is inspired from within to work because that makes him happy. There are enough of them already who work for profits, to fulfil their needs, who work for the sake of working, not because they are gaining anything but earning money. People are not contented with their lives. Their desires are unending. Nobody wants to follow his/her heart or seek his dreams. A new form of dreams called CORRUPT DEAMS has emerged these days which doesn’t need you to listen to your heart, to think about what you like but in fact use your brain, make titsy-bitsy calculations, weigh the pros and cons and if the results are profitable enough …den yes that’s the dream they follow. It’s a wild rat-race.
But I dream of a state where I see myself turning my dreams into reality, where we could follow our hearts without any restrictions, where we started our day thinking of the beautiful surprises that the day held within it, where we could do the things we liked the most like catching up on our old buddies, enjoying with little kids, play/watch our fav sport, completing the long pending activity, going thru the old albums and reminiscing the whole scene watching that photograph.
Wouldn't that be great? **sigh**
