Aren't we dishonest?

Cheats! We, the mortals, the supreme beings of the creation are cheats. We reveal different faces to different people at different times. We are the most tactful sinner in the planet. Born with innocence, we gradually learn all the vices mush easily and justify that they are virtues. Education has to be blamed because it gives man the power to think and substantiate.

We lie to our parents when they doubt us. We try to cover up the wrong done by us and if need be, we even shift the blame to somebody else just to escape from being caught. In other words, we prepare ourselves to do all that it takes to prove us innocent even if we are actually guilty.

We are not true to anybody. We curse our uncles and aunts from within but act as though we love them. We totally agree with them in a conversation but immediately after, we ridicule them behind their back. Here again, we lack the guts to show where and how we differ but just want to give them a picture that we are the ‘bestest’ person on the earth.

We are sometimes so foolish to that extent that we think that we are perfect and begin our campaign in gossiping about others. We make fun of our siblings, our room mates, our neigbours and many others but get offended when we hear a true remark about us. Here, we indicate supremacy over others and also sensitivity to reality.

We take the least effort in studying but we expect good marks. We later brag about our wisdom if we get through the examination by chance. At the same time, we even grow jealous over others who have scored better than us forgetting for a moment that our marks were obtained by luck and not out of hard work! Outrageous!!! Isn’t it?

We get into a job by hook or by crook but are not prepared to co-operate with our colleagues or management with what they actually require. We need a decent job with a very reasonable pay and a life filled with luxury. Here, we prove that we want to fool around many to earn some bucks.

We want to portray ourselves as very clean men and women when in love. We shake our heads vigorously to all that the other person has to say and disagree at every point once we get married. This proves that we will do anything to get a thing done and once done, we begin to act in a different way.

We respect our parents only as long as their bank balances are heavy. Once the money gets exhausted, the respect also proportionately decreases. The need to portray ourselves as a ‘good child’ doesn’t arise anymore once we understand that they can no longer help us. How selfish are we!! Do we realize that it is to the same parents that we once tried to show a ‘good’ image of ourselves?

On the other hand we want our children to be the best child on earth. We explain to them in front of our parents what we were denied as a child and what they are enjoying. Here, we want to establish that we are the best category of parents who expose our children to many things by thus insulting our own parents who would have taken all the pains in the world to bring us up without cribbing as we do now to bring up our kids.

We teach our children to be honest. Are we exempted from being honest? Here, we think that certain rules are not for us. We think that we are in an elevated position than many others. Don’t we realize the mistake done by us as we commit them? On what grounds are we justifying our stance?

We hang around with friends and lie to our spouse telling that we are busy in a meeting. That way we cheat our spouse too. Who else is spared? None actually!

What are we actually trying to do? When will we be ourselves? To whom will we show our real nature? Why are we fooling around everybody? Why are we trying to show a better picture of ourselves when we are actually not? We are good at one stage to one person and we are bad at a later date to that same person. We are so passionate towards one person at one time and we cheat the same person at a later time. We smile at one person at one time and grow envious at the same person at a later time. What is wrong with us? When will we understand that we are not what we display to others? When will we live true to ourselves? When will we stop lying and be honest? Will it ever happen?

Time is our enemy

Just imagine a life without time. How will you consider such a life to be? A boon or a bane? If you find it difficult to imagine, then just try this out. Choose a weekend. Remove all the wall clocks from all the rooms. Set aside your alarm clocks and make the time display of your mobile disappear. Go to bed and wake up fresh when you desire and not when the alarm buzzes. Look at the morning sun. Take a refreshing walk, come back home, have a shower, have a sumptuous breakfast with your family sitting at the table for a long time having a lengthy discussion. Pick up some DVDs. Sit, relax and watch them. Do not look at the time at all. Eat when your stomach indicates and not when the clock strikes. Go out shopping and spend some time in a park or beach with your family and return home and retire when tired. I am sure that you would have enjoyed the day as never before. You would feel free and peaceful.

Time dictates us. It asks us to get up, brush, get ready and leave for work, meet people, do our work, eat, call, go back home, pray, read, watch TV and go to bed. Why should time order us to do everything? Does it exist merely to bring about a discipline into our life? It doesn’t seem to be so. Time cannot enforce discipline. Only we are capable of disciplining ourselves. It is because we have tuned ourselves to obey time we are acting as per that schedule.

But life without time is refreshing and rejuvenating. It causes less tension and worries. It doesn’t cause us the pressure of ageing. It doesn’t cause us any stress regarding work or the anxiety of our old age and other issues.

I have heard people talk about the value of time by saying that lost time cannot be brought back. True. But that doesn’t make it precious. And we do not want those moments back. Time has not given us anything to take it back. What has gone past are the trials of our life. Time did not steal it from us. It is the life and experience that has given the shape that we bear today. We just term it as ‘time’ giving it unnecessary importance that it doesn’t deserve. Time is like a crushed paper thrown in the garbage. Who will want to pick it up from the garbage?

If there had been no concept of time, people would have given their loved ones a longer kiss, a much passionate hug, more meaningful words of love and so on. Time is an excuse. It is cruel and unwanted. I do not want it to command me. I do not want to be controlled by it. I do not want to crave for it or become its slave. I do not want my body to fear time and tune itself accordingly. I want to be free. I want to be liberated from the bonds of time. Think guys! Think! Do not talk about the preciousness of time. Talk about the uselessness of time.

Am I a Psycho?

The advices given by a psychiatrist definitely involve one thing – “Express your feelings normally. Do not try to conceal it.” According to psychiatrists, these words are not only applicable to psycho patients but also to normal people who do not suffer from any mental problems. But is it possible?

Take the case of a businessman. He has to smilingly answer to the queries of his customers how much ever silly a question he may raise. The customer might be irritating beyond measure. But still the businessman has to control his anger and related emotions to win this customer’s business. Is the businessman bound to become a psycho?

Let us assume that a man is so excited over the birth of his newborn son. Let us also assume that one of his close friend’s Father died and he is attending the ceremony the same day. Will he be able to express his happiness there? Is he bound to be a psycho too?

None of us can freely express our feelings. Neither can we easily control them. There are lots of difficulties involved in both. Our surroundings play a major role in it. They are capable of creating or curtailing our life’s precious moments.

Now, let us see what are the consequences of expressing our feelings like anger, frustration and so on. They maybe

Losing job
Losing name and reputation
Fine or imprisonment
Flow of undesirable words
End of a relationship
Creating a bad impression on others
Mentally affecting others and so on

Now if you see the consequences of controlling such feelings, then the result may not be as disastrous as the above. It may sometimes save a fortune for us. But after all those efforts of saving something for our life, are our thoughts going to haunt us back again and again reminding us of the anger that we had controlled and torture us to death? Is that what the psychiatrists are talking about? Yes. That is exactly what they are talking about. They say that any feeling that is suppressed will be re-born. It takes a supreme power when it comes back to life again and haunts us. But it is more likely to affect weak minds. If we are strong enough to forget something without carrying an iota of guilt or fear, then we are likely to escape such dreadful mental diseases.

Psychiatrists believe that a great percentage of population who are ‘normal’ according to common masses maybe suffering from an internal psychological problem of which they may not be aware themselves. It is difficult to trace such problems. We tend to neglect certain unacceptable behaviour of people but psychiatrists claim that they can be a traumatic experience for them if they fail to identify their problem early. Mental diseases can easily capture a man with a weak mind and whose surroundings also aid to the adversity of his mind and spirit.

I have never been able to express my feelings openly and easily. I have expressed happiness freely but never my frustrations. I had to conceal them. I had to conceal my anger too.

My question is that how will I know if I possess a strong mind? (I will not know if I possess a strong mind unless and until I face a serious situation and learn to forget)

And secondly – Am I a psycho? :)

On her Cherubic Face

One fine morning, I saw a little girl walking along with her parents. The face of a child often glows as bright as broad day light. But this child seemed to have lost all her charm. I could see her parents scolding her for something that she might have done. Her eyes struggled hard to conceal the tears of despair, the reason for which was unknown to me.

She then tried to hold her Father’s hands as they were walking but he refused to hold her. She then moved towards her Mother to see if she would hold it. But she refused too! Her feet were trembling with fear of losing them in the crowd. She could hardly match their speed but still she vigilantly followed them without any choice.

As she was walking in haste, she glanced at a bunch of peacock feathers held by a man who was trying hard to sell them to children. Her eyes began to smile upon looking at the peacock feather. For a moment she forgot about the tears that the eyes contained sometime back. She slowed down and began gazing at those feathers again. Some children were holding the feathers in their hand happily and it was so tempting for the little girl to resist. She turned around to look for her parents to get them for her. But she lost sight of them. They had walked too far. She had to run to reach them. She caught her Father’s hands again and requested him to get those feathers for her. But he angrily shouted at her reminding her of the anger they both still had over her. How innocent of her to have forgotten everything on the very look of some peacock feathers! Wasn’t her heart as soft as the feathers of the peacock?

The parents of the little girl sat in a food court where she too sat innocently obeying their orders. The Mom played the lead role in ordering some food. The girl raised her voice to her Mother asking for a particular dish which was denied by her parents for reasons known only to them. Perhaps they reminded her again of the anger they still had over her. The food arrived quickly and the little girl was asked to eat in the speed matching her parents’. Her immature hands and untrained fingers were ruthlessly coerced and put to massive work much beyond her ability. But does she have a choice?

Sometimes children outgrow parents and parents become children – immature and silly. They fight with their own kids lowering them to their level. Probably they are not aware when they should lower themselves to think like them. What crime is a young child capable of doing? How long will they harbour ill-feelings towards their own kids? The angelic face of the young girl seemed to carry heavy burden for her age. She also appeared to be responsible to handle the temper tantrums thrown by grown-ups. My findinds are thus - Kids are accommodative enough to accept such heartless and naïve parents that they become grown-ups much faster than what they appear.