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Sunday, January 19, 2014

Missed Out On The Living

I often worry that I may be missing out on the living. I am afraid that in a few years I will look back and say that I missed out on the living. But then again, I now so many people who are missing out on living, but to them they are living. So, I guess there are different standards to living just as many as there are people in the world. Or rather thoughts in the universe. We aren't just living in a closed space, we do live in a close system but to us it is open. Our thoughts are different and that is what makes us us. But this is digressing from the point.
The point is that I am scared to miss out on the living. After having achieved things that I want to achieve, what if I have actually missed out on the living and the phase that I am experiencing is like the post-living. You the place where people go once they are done with living, what if I end up living that. Missing out on all the fun. Fun has different meanings for different people but the desperation of some to appear unique so much so that they digress from fun is baffling to me.
I want to write, like I talk. In a flow. Incoherently. Nonsensically. But that is not going to happen. What if I missed out on living while writing this. What if you missed out on living by reading this. What if this was a coherent revenge scheme hatched by me or the creators of the internet to take revenge for making them missing out on the living.
Actually, before we decide whether we have missed out on the living or are missing out on the living, we have to decide and agree on a very very crucial point. What is living. Only after determining that can we worry about missing out on what we define as living. After all, no one wants to have missed out on the living. 

Sunday, January 12, 2014

Saturday, January 11, 2014

Kinda Sorta Agree

I read this blog post recently, about pampering children. I kinda sorta agree with it. Children should not be pampered. Although my parents pampered me, they gave me what I wanted even if it meant forgoing something they wanted; but where they couldn't, that is where I grew and learned. What doesn't kill you will only make you stronger, I kinda sorta agree with that too. These appear to be two completely different things. They are connected in my mind though. But then again, a lot of things are connected in mind.