Sometimes, as we go along the normal routine of our life, something just pushes us to think about our own existence. Day by day, when we follow the same tasks, the same rules that are created by ourselves, it just makes me wonder is this all what life is about. Don’t we wish for anything better than the monotony that we call success?
What is success?
I have questioned myself over and over again. Is it money, fame and power or is it more than that? Is it the inner peace that every person seeks or it is a bank full of money? It is difficult to answer such a question as everyone’s definition of success would be different. While some would seek money the other would seek fame and some don’t seek any of that but inner peace. It is the way of life around us.
I have observed people living their whole lives inside a box, the box that they are born in. In our society, these boxes are found everywhere: in every household, office, restaurants and even public places. At the time of the birth, a child is born into a box regardless of its gender. He has relationships such as parents, siblings, aunts and uncles. With the relationships come expectations for the little one who is too young to understand his role in life. For girls, they are bound by invisible ropes that tie them to certain things that they can’t do while the boys have different kinds of ropes around their wrists. Their life depends on their parents. The parents who try to raise him into a mirror image of what they are. He is forced to acquire the education and polish that will help him stand stable in the society and the world. While, I totally agree with this concept, that education is essential but there is something all wrong with this practice around us.
A child should be given a chance to actually believe in himself. He should be given enough leverage as well as compassion so that he doesn’t have to hide his shortcomings from his parents, who are the most stable source of love, forgiveness and understanding. While that should be the right practice, it isn’t often executed. Children are pressurized to follow the norms of the society which are high grades, excelling in one of the sports and acquisition of awards. Every parent dreams that his or her child would achieve all these and in order to achieve that, they start to push their children to acquire success. What they don’t understand is that every child has his own capacity and talents. It is their duty to help him unveil his strengths and overcome his weakness through those strengths.
Numerous legends are born into every society every day where they have to succumb to the rules and regulations defined by their predecessors. While we are taught that there are seven stages of life, in reality, we have only three stages: the first is the childhood when a child has to obey his parents wishes, when he grows up he enters into the second stage where his parents expect his to achieve high and acquire the success that they dreamed for him. Once again he acquires that, they expect him to marry according to their wishes for a better life, unwilling to for see the happiness of their child himself and third stage of his life is when he becomes a parent himself and the cycle continues. In all this, he almost forgets what he wants for himself, what his hopes and dreams are and how he is going to acquire those.
There is no such thing known to our society as finding oneself. There is nothing called talent, legend or living for yourself. If someone wants to break free from those binds, it is almost impossible. From the day a child takes the first breath, his life belongs to the others related to him and the society.
Is there no way to find ourselves? Is the life that is gifted to us being wasted by us after irrelevant longings?
Each person that comes into this world is different than the others. They have special qualities that need to be addressed, brought forward and cheered upon because that brings the confidence to them. Can we never break out of this boxed life that we live in? Can we never free ourselves from these society’s clutches?