I like to have my lunch in the peace and quiet of the deserted lunch room. This is the only time of the day that I get for myself, alone. And I am a firm believer of the fact that I deserve some time alone with myself, to think, to ponder and to simply.....be.
Its just that gossip annoys me. When there are people around, you are obliged to listen, smile, respond and you are obliged to talk. I prefer not doing that, at least for a little while. Yes, I am antisocial like that.
Well, its better to have your nose in a book than have your nose in other people's business they say.
Speaking of being anti social, I think I need a break. Sometimes the stress is just too much and you are taken for granted way too much and you constantly keep getting hurt, keep getting disappointed and there comes a point when you just need to stop. Just stop. Look around, realize that there is much more to life, much more to happiness than just being comfortable with the familiar. Comfortable isn't happy, happy isn't always about the familiar, its about being understood, being appreciated and simply, feeling loved. Feeling loved is being recognized for what you are, what makes you happy and once in a while, being granted the small things, the tiny things that you want without having to ask and insist upon it, demand for it, fight for it teeth to teeth.
You demand things from strangers. You pay for a service and DEMAND that your needs be met. You call a cab and demand to be taken somewhere. You demand from your collegues, you demand from your waiter. You demand from your hair dresser, you demand from a vendour. I'm tired of insisting and demanding, the modern life is a constant process of insistance and you want just a single place where happiness comes naturally, uninsisted, undemanded. You DEMAND and insist on things from strangers, not from people that are supposed to care about you.
And love and care are the precious things that you give in return, more than enough payment for the occasional things that you want, just once in a while. Only those who are without love and care would realize their true value. A man who has just drunk a gallon of fresh water will not realize the value of a crystal flowing spring just beside him. But a thirsty man will treasure it, guard it with his life. Whether he will value it the same way after his thirst is quenched is a whole different story. But in my opinion, it takes an extraordinarily selfish dimwit to turn their backs on such a thing in such a time and age.
I learn everyday. I learn and I learn and I learn. Life is a never ending process about learning. I learn about work, I learn about life, I learn about people around me. Most importantly, I learn about human beings. I experience, I learn and I remember. Its a process. A process through which I patiently look on. I've always liked my life to be simple, without much complications, without much things to worry about. People who know me, know me to be a simple being with simple needs, almost all of it managed by myself alone. Life really is a simple thing. Its simple to be happy. But its very difficult to be simple.
However, life does go on. And the long weekend unravels before me, unfolding with it, countless opportunities. To eat, to drink, to simply, be myself. To be free.
Its just that gossip annoys me. When there are people around, you are obliged to listen, smile, respond and you are obliged to talk. I prefer not doing that, at least for a little while. Yes, I am antisocial like that.
Well, its better to have your nose in a book than have your nose in other people's business they say.
Speaking of being anti social, I think I need a break. Sometimes the stress is just too much and you are taken for granted way too much and you constantly keep getting hurt, keep getting disappointed and there comes a point when you just need to stop. Just stop. Look around, realize that there is much more to life, much more to happiness than just being comfortable with the familiar. Comfortable isn't happy, happy isn't always about the familiar, its about being understood, being appreciated and simply, feeling loved. Feeling loved is being recognized for what you are, what makes you happy and once in a while, being granted the small things, the tiny things that you want without having to ask and insist upon it, demand for it, fight for it teeth to teeth.
You demand things from strangers. You pay for a service and DEMAND that your needs be met. You call a cab and demand to be taken somewhere. You demand from your collegues, you demand from your waiter. You demand from your hair dresser, you demand from a vendour. I'm tired of insisting and demanding, the modern life is a constant process of insistance and you want just a single place where happiness comes naturally, uninsisted, undemanded. You DEMAND and insist on things from strangers, not from people that are supposed to care about you.
And love and care are the precious things that you give in return, more than enough payment for the occasional things that you want, just once in a while. Only those who are without love and care would realize their true value. A man who has just drunk a gallon of fresh water will not realize the value of a crystal flowing spring just beside him. But a thirsty man will treasure it, guard it with his life. Whether he will value it the same way after his thirst is quenched is a whole different story. But in my opinion, it takes an extraordinarily selfish dimwit to turn their backs on such a thing in such a time and age.
I learn everyday. I learn and I learn and I learn. Life is a never ending process about learning. I learn about work, I learn about life, I learn about people around me. Most importantly, I learn about human beings. I experience, I learn and I remember. Its a process. A process through which I patiently look on. I've always liked my life to be simple, without much complications, without much things to worry about. People who know me, know me to be a simple being with simple needs, almost all of it managed by myself alone. Life really is a simple thing. Its simple to be happy. But its very difficult to be simple.
However, life does go on. And the long weekend unravels before me, unfolding with it, countless opportunities. To eat, to drink, to simply, be myself. To be free.
1 comment:
Awwwww, I heart this, so very much! Been browsing through your various musings, Lady G, and you've just earned yourself another fan :)
So raw, so open, so true; thank you for capturing your experiences so authentically!
See you in companionable silence in the lunch room :)
Or not, since I know how much I value my own "me" time too :)
--AF
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