Sunday, 14 February 2016

On 'checking in' our happiness.

I am happy.
Wait. 
I need the world to know I am happy.
But wait, Why is that required in this perfect moment?
I like doing that. It has become a ritual. Maybe there is nothing more to it.
If there is nothing more to it, don't you sometimes find yourself feeling depressed over something others have that you don't have? Say you are a wife and you hear another wife bragging(harmlessley sharing) about how she was surprised on her anniversary. Wouldn't you wonder a little ,if yours had been a mundane affair? Or say, you are related to someone and it is the kind of relationship where there are some distances in hearts. Wouldn't you wonder again, If that person shared posts complaining about people in her life. Wouldn't it increase the distances ? Maybe this is just a ritual. Or maybe this medium will become a means to boast ( ascertain that you are happy too) or Maybe it will end up miss communicating instead of communicating. The grudge that you acquire from here may become a scab in your heart. Maybe it's all harmless all first. It's all fun. But more likely is that with time you may start comparing yourself with others. Or you may start comparing people against a set standard of expectations. Or you may start assuming too soon. When it grows over you.The need to be happy may consume you.
Maybe it's just a ritual. But it doesn't reflect from your self - doubt.
Maybe you need to disconnect. Maybe you need to grow in your own head. Maybe you deserve to choose a battlefield in all consciousness. Something that won't make you hollow after you have shared it.
Maybe no one told you, a strong sense of self is a necessary armor before you become a part of this mass globalisation. 


8 January 2016.

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