It's Complicated

When I was a kid just having a chocolate or a small teddy bear was enough to make me happy. Now, to achieve the same level of happiness I guess I will require a number of intangible and tangible things which do not include that chocolate or a small teddy.

As we grow old we widen our horizons. We start demanding and needing more. As taught in marketing, we discover (or made to) our hidden needs. Wants become so much profound over our needs that we consider them equivalent to needs. There is an old saying about the frog inside the well. He knows just about the well and has no idea about the outside world. This is, as taught to us, a bad thing. But can't we compare this frog to the kids who know nothing but are happier than the supremely knowledgeable human beings treading this planet.

Goodness! I want to be back in School again and want to learn and be tested and be told to follow a discipline and to take orders. It was just so so endearing and wonderful to spend time with your friends…those long pointless talks, those silly arguments, all that fun and frolic, that purity & innocence, … I am missing it.

Being grown up is not that bad but I guess, in this phase we start taking life and ourselves too seriously. We become the victim of our own needs. Needs which are supposed to bring happiness. Which in the short run do bring happiness but evaporate soon enough. Thus one is bound to slog hard throughout his/her life for that blissful state of mind. In the process we become responsible not only for ourselves but also for others. Then begins the cycle of compromises and subduing of aspirations.

But people will argue this is how life is. Hard, cruel, multifaceted and it's complicated.... So I guess God should send us with a manual of Life to find a way around for this complicated thing.

Jyoti