Who I am doesn't matter

If you look around yourself today, what do you see?

What I see is a life moving SO fast that we seem to have lost control of it. Everybody is busy – with day to day life, work, entertainment, socializing, traveling, and after that, if there is any time left in the day – then some rest. No one has the time to stop. And think.

Who I am doesn’t matter. If there is one thing that DOES matter, it is that I come from the Millennium City – Gurgaon. And LIFE…moves so fast here, that you don’t realize when you pass out of school, get into college, graduate from college, get a job, quit that job and move into the next one.

Opportunities, achievements, success – that’s how people measure you, your life. That’s how YOU measure your own life. And why do we need all this? For a secure future, a comfortable lifestyle. We are supposed to be ‘focused’, set goals; work hard to ‘get there’. But amidst all this, do we stop and REFLECT?

If there is ONE thing in the world most people want, it is to be ‘Rich, Thin and Happy’. Everyone wants to live ‘comfortably’. Have ENOUGH. Really? How comfortable IS comfortable? How happy is happy after all? WHEN is it ‘enough’? Is there a way of measuring that?

When do we get to know that it is time to stop? To stop working our butts off. To RELAX. We are always running. Running to reach office in time, running to reach the meeting in time, running to buy flowers for our lady love! Running to go to the LOO!

We try our best – to take control. Yes, I say we try, because otherwise, marriages wouldn’t be falling apart, kids wouldn’t be getting out of hand, and students wouldn’t be committing suicide over school and college results. Pressure, Pressure, Pressure!

I ask you today – when was the last time you ENJOYED? Even I need to think. It takes a few moments, and I say – when I was a kid. It’s a shame – most of us last ENJOYED when we were kids – and that was a LONG time ago…

Many people have a desire – to be remembered in a certain way after they’re gone. Some want to be the good friend, philosopher and guide. Some, the good relative – a good father, brother, son. Some want to be remembered with WHAT they did – a noble man. A great citizen of the country. A great contributor, a visionary. I, and again I say, my name doesn’t matter – want to be remembered as one ‘who enjoyed’…