Monday mornings are a pain,managers are monsters, traffic an Everest and home a mess. In a nutshell life is just a drag. One is doing things because one is supposed to do them. But, Of course one enjoys on Saturdays and Sundays.
When I was a child I had always wanted to become a singer. I remember me, with two of my best friends, rehearsing in front of virtual audience after school hours. One of my friends wanted to become an astronaut and the other a pilot. I have never come across a child who expressed a desire to become the CEO of a big multinational company. Now, most of us aspire the same: a higher salary and a secured job is all that we are driven to. What changes our dreams and aspirations so drastically? What brings down our focus from high dreams to moderate achievable goals?
Scientists say that almost every child is born with superior intelligence. But, the tragedy of human civilization is that only one Einstein evolves in centuries. This garden is full of identical grass weeds with very few coincident roses. 99% from us choose socially acceptable apparently secured work profiles than individualistic interesting ones. And even though we praise individualists, we choose herd mediocrities for ourselves. Deep inside we are keener in following than leading: following an Obama, following a Bill gates, following an Einstein.
But, when one follows and adopts solutions from others, the validity of solutions is lost. Our unreasonable clinging to answers turns them into bigger questions again. Industrial revolution was an answer for great depression. Our obsession with it is slowly turning into a historical problem. Man is working like robots without thinking, without dreaming, without living.
We are holding tight to our age old ship that is punched with holes everywhere. Life is all about building new ships and going for newer expeditions. And, easy tried solutions are not always the appropriate ones. If one is born unique one should live unique. A prototype life is irreparable waste.
2 comments:
Why do you say "we choose mediocrities" when you can easily say "you choose mediocrities" or "you people choose mediocrities" and not I. As I do not think you chose mediocrities for yourself. I am sure you are none of those above managers or ceos. I think you are doing what you want to do. Why group urself with the ordinary. Hell... why do you even have to write for them. Do you suppose reading intellectuals will change their mindset. I have seen monkeys reading aristotle.
come on... give it in their face. Say frankly thats its you who is making the world a mediocre place.
Nicely put, but pls note that it mediocrity is what makes the achievers shine. Its not about choosing mediocrity...its about choosing to remain in that comfort zone.A comfort zone which provides you with a secured job , a salary , social acceptance to fulfill ur responsibilities of friend, a parent , a son and a husband. Because at the end of the day , your decision influences the lives of others also. .....But here is the dilemma....Do we live for ourselves or do we live for others. Should we be selfish/bold/ courageous to follow a different path or should me accept our place in the world and strive to keep the boat afloat.....
Whatever decision that one takes, is their decision , but there is only one thing to it .......One should have no regrets on the path chosen.
Yes, one fine day ,at 40 , i might wake up and look at myself at a mirror. And infront of me is the image of a balding , slightly potbellied man , with the wrinkles that show that here is a man who has fought hard and kept his and his familys boat afloat....and think to himself , that i could have been a singer or an astraunaut,but here i am a middle aged working proffesional whis has achieved nothin more in life that get that corner office.........and feel dejected.
But thats when he would see the picture of his family ,which respects him, loves him and make him think that life has not been as spectacular as i had once hoped it would be ......but ..nevertheless , its been a good one . Because at the end of the end of the day its not the great things that give you happiness but the small ones and somebody to share it with . and yes ......was it not my dream to reach for that ever elusive word called HAPPINESS.
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