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Of Growing Up

When we were kids, things were simpler.

Be it our first steps or our first strokes on a paper or our first ride on a bicycle, there was always someone who had our back. If we happened to stumble, someone lent a hand. If our strokes were bent, someone taught us how to do it right. If we fell off the bike, someone picked us up and wiped our tears.

So we were not afraid to fall. We were not afraid to fail.

Our smiles were simpler.

Our words were easy.

Our eyes glimmered with hope.

If, back then, someone had told us we’d fly if we jump down the terrace, we’d have gladly done that, for we knew no fear.

When we were tucked into our blankets and whispered fairy tales, we believed they were true.

And then…

We grew up.

Smiles were no longer simple. They hid a plethora of emotions.

Each word was carefully uttered, strategically planned in advance.

Our eyes gleamed, not with hope, but with confusion.

Fear resounded in every corner of our minds. The world seemed scary.

We were careful at every step, afraid that we might fall. If our strokes were not perfect, we let them be, for there was no one to teach us. When we fell, no one was around.

And the fairytale we had dreamed of, almost every night, seemed to slip right through our fingers.

What changed in those few years?

Did we?

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.