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Of Dark, Darker and Darkest

There are days when nothing seems to be making sense. The world seems fifty shades darker. There is no one around. And even though the sun is shining bright, inside you, there’s a storm raging.

They are dark days. Grey days. When every defeat, everything that has ever hurt you, returns and bites you in the ass.

They are days when you can practically hear the drops of rain trickling down your misted window panes and settling in the pipes below your street. Your hands feel clammy and the cold makes you numb.

Those are days when you feel that your existence is worthless and that you must give up.

But, don’t.

The universe is funny. It preaches that only after the darkest hour, shall you see the light. It conspires a myriad things behind your back. Trust the universe. Comets return. Some place has two suns. Magic, happens, up there. All you need to do is live through your darkest days to see the brightest dawns.

Those are days when you must learn to pick yourself up and have courage. And if you do hold on to that withering thread of hope, the universe promises to let you see the glorious spectacle ahead.

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Of Families That Make/Break Us

I have seen my parents obsessing a lot about their jobs. Generally they work till late and by the time they return home, they are exhausted and frustrated as well.
In a recent conversation with my Mom where she argued that job provides money and that her job is important, it led me to wonder if people these days are putting their work ahead of their family.

Our world has a very competitive setup. Each one of us is running some kind of race. The motive is yet unknown. It’s like we want to please just everyone around us, which is in fact, impossible. Somewhere, a clerk wants to impress his manager and a teacher wants to impress the principal. In bigger companies, the employees work hard day and night to reach a so-called “target”. And all this, at the cost of what?

I quote a few lines said by a famous poet, “What is this life if full of care, where nobody has time to stand and stare?”
Don’t we all agree with the fact that our world is becoming too busy? Forget the entire me-time, are we even finding enough time to spend with our families?

Teenagers are nose-deep in their social media profiles; children are busy with cartoons and action games; adults are busy with their jobs and so on. By the end of the day, we are all naturally exhausted and the dinner table is silent and stale. It lacks excitement. It lacks love. I’ve felt it.

I don’t see a clear solution to this, though. And I really don’t see a specific person or thing to blame. Should we blame these people who pay too much attention to their work or should we blame the companies who put so much pressure on their employees? Shouldn’t there be a little family-time and me-time? Because that is what we all need!

Our families give us motivation. Without them, where on earth would we be! Who would be share our conquests with? Who would we share our problems with? Who would pick us up when we fall? And in a race to impress others and earn money and be in someone’s good books and perhaps be in line for a promotion, should we forget about them?

Each time we spend a little extra time at our offices, we must remember to spend the same amount of time with our families as well. They deserve all the time in the world. For they make us.

Of Blurred Faces And Old Photographs

Do I ever cross your mind? Do you ever happen to think about that one random person you saw on the street today and imagine how their life is? Do you look at your old pictures and try to remember the blurred faces in the background?

I do that. A lot.

At times I happen to take out junior high photos and I happen to look at them for long. I see the camera focused on a few, leaving the rest of the people out of the view. But do they really go out of the picture? No, they don’t. They are the ones who make the picture truly beautiful. Even though you don’t remember them, they have graced a moment of your life. The people in the background or behind the stage aren’t necessarily people who like to remain there. They want to come out and shine, but they wait. They wait for their turn. So they become the “unnecessary” people in the background.

It makes me wonder about the many lives I’ve been a part of. Maybe I played a small role, but I was there.

I don’t even remember the people who had been around me when I was in “focus”. True, no one remembers the background people, unless they are in the same place.