Can I just keep dreaming,
Can I just keep sleeping,
Cause in my dreams you're actually mine
Cause in my dreams we look so fine ,
You brush my hair ,
You touch me there
And when I'm hurt
you actually care .
You crave for my love
I'm the only one you touch ,
Every night we're in a different pub ,
And I dance in your arms till the sun comes up .
But then its back to reality ,
You're in a far way galaxy ,
But still the centre of my gravity ,
Loving you is such a fatality .
As I have started looking for a job, I have been swallowed by humanity’s eternal question ? What is my passion ? What will make me happy ?
The question of passion and happiness has started to seem like a elusive one . Neither the thousand ted talks on the internet nor the 50 years of life experience of my parents have been able to give me an answer .
As I try harder to find an answer on how to live life , I only get more confused . Life seems to be getting as I try to decide among being a bureaucrat , a diplomat or a musician .What is the work that will give me absolute joy and happiness in life ?
Maybe the answer to this question is not this straightforward . It is perhaps not this is not as one dimensional as I am ssuming it to be . Somebody once said ” No one has found happiness by looking too hard .” This sentence is starting to sound like a gospel truth to me .
I guess I am looking too hard for happiness with ‘my big dreams , big plans to take over the planet. ‘(cue Alessia cara) . I need to live a little mindlessly . Just go with the flow . Take life as it comes . Find joy in small things in life . Spending time with my family , talking to my friends and having a hearty dinner .
According to Plato , the greek philospher , there are three kinds of people . Men with a heart of gold , men with a heart of silver and men with a heart of copper .
The men with a heart of gold are rational , supremely intelligent and hence fit to be rulers . Everyone in the society should aspire to be like them .On the other end of the scale are the men of copper .These people are guided by their desires and are not very rational . Hence a liability to the society .
Plato gave these ideas thousands of years ago yet they stand true even for today’s time . Today these men of gold are the ones who are rich or are politically powerful. And we are supposed to emulate them . The moment a kid graduates out of high school , he or she is supposed to get to a great college ,then get a great job, get rich or powerful .
This is the only way to lead a good life . But I wonder sometimes , why do I have to get that million dollar job or be a powerful buisnessman ? Why can I just be a blogger or a dancer ? What am I supposed to do with all this power and money . It might give some people happiness but that can’t be universally true !
I will be absolutely content with a small house , couple of friends and a peaceful life . Why is it so wrong to not want to conquer the world ? Why is it so wrong to follow your heart’s desire ? why is it so wrong to have a heart of copper ?
As my exams ended today , I decide to do something fun . I started off by writing a list of topics . I created a blog . All of this so that I could pursue my hearts desire – writing .
But now that I have created a blog, set aside a time and made up my mind to write . I don’t want to write . It has suddenly started feeling like a drudgery. I’d rather watch you tube or surf on the net. This is the same sequence of events that take place every time I think of picking up a hobby .
I always think of picking up a hobby when my exams start. During this time I’m forced to stop procrastinating and study for long hours . The result – I start contemplating about life. I soon come to the conclusion that all my life I’ll study , get a job, work all my life and that would be it . No excitement , no joy. As I keep thinking on this line, I end up at a dead end with the simple answer that life has no meaning
Usually at this stage my mom notices that something is wrong with me and talks to me about it . She tries to comfort me by telling me her own life story and that her key to happiness is me .This knocks some sense into me and I try to find some joy in life .
My answer to this meaningless abyss is pursuing a hobby . This is what brought me here. But right now it feel like too much work .