What a fine morning
(technically afternoon) where I realize there are comments on my blog!
wow!
Well, it feels good of course, a little nice tiny smile on my face, something rare these days. The gloomy days seemed like depression to me, and now, it's just another phase. Time becomes way easier when you call it a phase.
Well, it feels good of course, a little nice tiny smile on my face, something rare these days. The gloomy days seemed like depression to me, and now, it's just another phase. Time becomes way easier when you call it a phase.
Every aspect of our life is
based on nothing but perception. Perception is all it takes to change things
around or to jump down as abyss. (Nice option though. I like this option today
as well. Don’t worry, I'm not suicidal, I used to be though. I learnt to
control that urge as well. ) I learnt the difference well enough in my teenage
years.
Smart kid I was, and
surprised as I am I'm glad I devoted some time out of the teenage mess and
actually did a lot of reading and had a sense of curiosity. My curiosity cat is
long dead. I accept, I move on. If it's a problem, solve it, and if it can't be
solved then leave it. Hence, time passed, and moving on.
I don’t think I’m in a
mood to crib today. Nothing on my mind really, well, there rarely is anything
these days.
A lingering question
though, why is it justified shouting at home but not outside? Do we really need
manners at home or ‘in the outside world’.
There’s a sacred line you
cross when you step over the threshold of your house, but neither is it good to
bring its problems inside, nor vice versa. But yet, we do that. All of us vent
our domestic problems outside, in order to achieve peace maybe even a little
sympathy.
Yes and sympathy leads to friendship
(yes it does, you would be a fool not to realize that) and then kaboom!!!!.
They are BAD BAD friendships. When you unite on your pain, its bloody shallow!
Yes Yes, I’m still sour on
the friendship part. One last hope I had in this world and that too is gone. I
don’t give a shit about romance or friendship, both.
And well, coming back, we
vent our outside problems inside the house, well there are various ways to d
that, but it does spread a negative energy. The house does not have
the advantage of immense size to absorb the negativity but it does have the
patience for it. Yet, I still cannot justify shouting or venting in a house.
Manners are required. FIND OTHER GODDAMN WAYS!
What you get in your home,
will not be there outside! So stop utilizing it for the wrong reasons. NOBOD
deserves your anger and sadness. Nobody should face the brunt of it, any day.
Hence, I conclude by
saying, every family is dysfunctional (refer to the poem ‘Just Another Story,
farther down in this blog) but we should utilize our manners inside the
household too. It helps! Trust me I’ve tried it! In short, be thankful to have
whatever u have and make sure you make it felt. Venting at home isn’t a great
idea. And last but not the least, friendships can be shitty. Sorry, I
correct myself MOST OF THEM ARE!


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