Yesterday I went shopping and the aftermath of it has left me horrified. Have our lives been reduced to materialistic possessions? Are our characters now valued by the brands that adorn our body?Is our sole purpose of making money just so that we can wallow in brands, looks and in improving society’s opinion of ourselves?
The sad truth is that today our lives revolve around our work. Important things take a back seat because there is an emergency at work. Is this what we call ‘progress’? If that is so then please take me back to the stone age. I do not mind having to cover my self with leaves and feed myself with berries from the ground. At least I will have the freedom to live my life at my pace.
I do not contest the fact that work is important. Sure we need the money. We all do. We need the money to live the good life. But how much money is enough? The finish line for making money moves farther away from you every time you catch sight of it. There are no finishers in that race.
There was a time when people had jobs so that they could support themselves, so that we could always do what their hearts wanted, however simple that desire may be. They are the true winners!
They lived their lives completely. If they loved reading, they bought books, they didn’t have to make time for it. There was always plenty of time for it. If they loved traveling they simply got into their car, or a boat or a plane and went to places. They were no leave applications needed. If they loved cooking, they cooked. To them only what they thought and what they made of their lives mattered. Not what a society perceived their life should be.
They had the same 24 hours , same months in a year and the same number of weeks and days as we have. But why are we still always trying to catch up to the things we love to do? Why are we battling with the hours to make time for what is important for us?
In the coming days of this year I am going to focus on ” Living my life“. I am a civilized citizen, an intelligent human being I should be capable of living my life on my terms without encroaching on other’s beliefs and freedom. Surely I do not need a society to tell me what I should or should not be doing!
Which brings me back to my shopping misery.On my way out of the mall I saw a banner which advertised a 2 day seminar on “The art of living your life”.
Oh, the irony of having someone else lecture you on the art of living YOUR life! What a funny world we live in.