None is born tough, situations make people tough!

True, born as naïve babies, whilst growing up we come across situations, which make us tough. The experiences might be positive or negative but the outcome is always good and constructive--- it teaches us to be more patient, forgiving and sometimes assertive.
Our experience maybe in the form of what we learn from others or our own experience.
While discussing something with a close friend a few days back I was stuck with a statement, that sometimes I think I know a lot. That I believe I have seen life more closely than my counterparts.
A question often pricks me, at 23 am I more mature than I should be or I am still juvenile. I keep on thinking about it over and over again. Like everyone else, I too have a few shades to my personality. I belong to the people with ‘multiple personality’. Is it an abnormality? Would the people around me be harsh if I get into my real self? ‘My Real Self’ which is a loner. Sometimes I realize that I am selfish, stubborn. No matter how difficult the situation is I can easily cope up with the severity of the pain and tensions around me. Nothing can touch my soul. I don’t know whether rebirths take place or not but if they do then the soul is ages old, it has in it the memories of yesteryears. And now… even when the same soul is dwelling in a new body it had not befriended it enough to share with it the stories of its varied births. It is ironic but a piercing truth! When the soul is not true to the body, when the soul is enlightened enough to keep its secrets protected why should we, the human beings take sadness to our heart.
Most of the time we waste our time in befriending people, talking about silly things, trying to hold people in our life, we try being a part of the happiness of the newborn, the funeral. Funeral, why do we cry when a close one passes away? It is understandable that we are shattered (for the time being) with the loss of the beloved, the pain which comes with separation, the worldly separation. However, some people have the tendency to be ‘touched’ as they say by the pain of others when they see the funeral of others. We should cry over the pain of others only if we can avoid the pain… but death is the most bitter truth in the entire world. Unbiased, baffling, uniform. Unbiased towards any gender, ‘No Reservations’ , baffling, mysterious and secretive, uniform, for the rich and the poor, no discrimination at all. NOONE has ever escaped the pangs of death- sooner or later. Then what makes us cry when we see someone dying? Is it the fear of seeing oneself in a similar situation, a deathbed? This thought, if paid attention to makes one shiver. We live for about 70 years (on an average), of which we spend 23/24 years securing the remaining life, it takes about 3/4 years settling in life and then children, job pressure, why? For a good living? Is money the only parameter of measuring the so called good life? What about the quality of life we want to lead? Ever thought of the occupation you would have chosen had there been no money constraint? Most Of us would choose something which we are not into WE COMPROMISE AT EVERY STEP, sometimes we sacrifice our love, career, dreams…we have become businessmen and women, we have strated thinking too much before leaping .However we end up building a platform for the future generation and this cycle continues. There seems nothing wrong in following this because, we are ‘Social Animals’ but does dwelling in the society mean only taking care of our family? If we are a Social Animal, this social aspect should cater to the society as a whole, with special inclination towards the family.
Its not very difficult to do it, all one needs to do is to realize that our children, for whom we work hard would also study in the schools and colleges we can contribute to in terms of our knowledge, hey would also walk on the same streets on which we spit and throw garbage, they would also use every droplet of water we might save. Lets be selfish, today if we pay our little tribute to old age shelter homes, orphanages , tomorrow those old age shelter homes might be a place we might want to be in when our children settle abroad or whenever we feel lonely we would go to spare some time with our peer group.
These small things, if taken care of can make the world a better place to live in. Curbing terrorism, freeing the society from dowry, illiteracy might be a distant dream but keeping this mother earth where all of us live is a DUTY.
When I started writing this blog I had a motive to write, a topic to elaborate on but now I have written about something different from the topic I had conceived before beginning to write. But a true blogger is one who is able to express and share his thoughts with others. The words kept catching momentum with the threads of thoughts that sprung and I went on typing.
Excuse me for the non-sequential expression of thoughts but I am sure this blog would make you think about what is written in it, even if for a moment. And that one moment would make this blog a success!