The perfect world
We await that picture-perfect moment for doing things we
always knew we need to do but assumed it wasn’t the right time. The perfect
moment to propose to your loved one, the absolute instant for the big business
move, the important investment or essential partnership, what more, the right
time for a healthy diet, exercise pattern and sleep hygiene; all need apposite scheduling
for them to run smooth. Specific patterns to be followed and unambiguous arrays
to be maintained; perfection is a commendable dream and each of us desires that
impeccable world where everything works without a glitch.
This sphere is only as perfect as we make it out to be. The
world of your dreams seldom ceases to be a fantasy; as reality habitually continues
to gnaw and bite. Imperfections rule and things never seem to go as planned.
The grass stays greener on the other side, paychecks smaller, waists larger,
cholesterol higher, financial burdens heavier, taxes greater, sleep lesser and
temperaments shoddier. It just never seems right enough. And every dimension of
existence seems to be inferior. Why does reality seem so grim? And the rainbow
shone in shades of gray? Where did the colors vanish?
Great expectations
The secret to accepting things gracefully is being prepared
for them. The nastiest storms also seem restful when you know of their arrival
and equip yourself to face them. You don't expect star service at the tiny
roadside cafeteria. You don't complain either when you don't get it. A bicycle
isn’t expected to take you at 40 miles an hour. If only expectations could be
set as realistically for everything in life. It’s not pessimism to have
true-to-life desires. Cravings stem from the mind. Dreams too. These are all
permissible as long as there is no condition that dreams are obligated to come
true and everything ought to go the way you long for it.
Should it?
If only we had the will (and ability) to look within
ourselves for a critical appraisal to know the depths of expectations we have
of the world around us. For inexplicable reasons, everyone in today’s world
thrives on an external locus of control with minimal responsibilities taken by
the self.
- The kids should listen to me
- She should treat me with respect
- I should get a discount at that store
- He should not pass my lane like that
- I should have lose weight with this diet
- He should’ve noticed and praised my outfit
- I should have gotten that bonus and promotion
It’s not a fairy tale
There are no fairies or genies that fulfill wishes. This is
a self-made world; of the self, for the self and by the self. A democracy in
that right. It’s important to use that democracy to better oneself. It never
seems to be OK. But it’s never as bad as it could be either. When it’s not OK, you
need to take the steps to make it OK. It never gets all right by itself.
Contentment and satisfaction are the indulgences of actualized souls who have
attained nirvana. Till then it’s an endless struggle to gratification.
Beauty in the flaw
The world is not perfect. That's is what gives it room for furtherance
and innovation. Relationships even after 20 years of togetherness have hope and
scope for betterment. Promotions occur for some just a year before retirement,
you can lose weight anytime, buy a new outfit and look stunning anyplace, and
build friendships anywhere. It’s always OK if you see it that way and if it’s
not, you make it OK or change the way you see it. This is your world in your hands. You can do what you want with it (within the limits of ethicality and justness of course.) Beauty is hidden in the eye,
you just need to see things right so that they look right to you…
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