#7
This is something I've been thinking about for a little while now. Are we growing up too fast? Are we too preoccupied with becoming adults? So much so that we forget to be children?
But then again, maybe that's just part of maturing. But still, does that mean we're maturing too fast? If we're already mature, when are we going to enjoy the immature irresponsibility of child hood?
My head is spinning.
One question I'd like to ask everyone. Are relationships in school actually meaningful? I don't mean friendly relationships, I mean 'girl-boy' relationships. Do we even know what real affection and love is? What IS the point of the whole exercise?
If you think there are going to be some answers after this, you're wrong. I don't have any answers to those questions.
Why are we so snowed under with work, that we don't have any time to play? Isn't that reserved for grown ups?
We prepare so much for the future, that we forget about the present. The present just becomes a backward extension of the future. We want to get into a good college, to get a good job, to earn money, to support our families and take care of their futures. At every point in our lives, we are looking at the future, without bothering about the present. That's why small things irritate us, because they obstruct our view of the future. We NEED to live in the present some times, to ensure life doesn't just go past in a mindless haze,where we move from one worry to another.
Pardon me for sounding unrealistic, but, if you look at it logically, the future is our only source of worry. Why do we dwell on it so much? Why are we so willing to think about worries? Sometimes, when I have a lot of work to do, and there's a lot of pressure on my head, I just stop whatever I'm doing and go do something completely different. Sure, I get blasted later, but, I'm not too scared of a blasting once in a while, and I DO have fun in the intermediate period. On the other hand, if I finish my work, I go to school the next day, submit it, feel happy and then go home with more work. Whoop Whoop !
I may have exaggerated here and there, but you get the picture.
I feel, we give too much weight to the future, which is absolutely uncertain whatever we try to do about it. Why can't we try and leave some things to chance, things which are decided by chance any way?
But then again, maybe that's just part of maturing. But still, does that mean we're maturing too fast? If we're already mature, when are we going to enjoy the immature irresponsibility of child hood?
My head is spinning.
One question I'd like to ask everyone. Are relationships in school actually meaningful? I don't mean friendly relationships, I mean 'girl-boy' relationships. Do we even know what real affection and love is? What IS the point of the whole exercise?
If you think there are going to be some answers after this, you're wrong. I don't have any answers to those questions.
Why are we so snowed under with work, that we don't have any time to play? Isn't that reserved for grown ups?
We prepare so much for the future, that we forget about the present. The present just becomes a backward extension of the future. We want to get into a good college, to get a good job, to earn money, to support our families and take care of their futures. At every point in our lives, we are looking at the future, without bothering about the present. That's why small things irritate us, because they obstruct our view of the future. We NEED to live in the present some times, to ensure life doesn't just go past in a mindless haze,where we move from one worry to another.
Pardon me for sounding unrealistic, but, if you look at it logically, the future is our only source of worry. Why do we dwell on it so much? Why are we so willing to think about worries? Sometimes, when I have a lot of work to do, and there's a lot of pressure on my head, I just stop whatever I'm doing and go do something completely different. Sure, I get blasted later, but, I'm not too scared of a blasting once in a while, and I DO have fun in the intermediate period. On the other hand, if I finish my work, I go to school the next day, submit it, feel happy and then go home with more work. Whoop Whoop !
I may have exaggerated here and there, but you get the picture.
I feel, we give too much weight to the future, which is absolutely uncertain whatever we try to do about it. Why can't we try and leave some things to chance, things which are decided by chance any way?
posted by Shyshe at 9:26 am
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