Everybody has faced politics at work place at one time or the other, it comes as no surprise and is talk of every day in developing countries like India where the gap between the rich and the poor remains unbridgeable..where, the so called middle class has to undergo all sorts of societal pressures and stresses. Although times are no doubt changing fast in terms of advent of modern technology in every field, there is ample room for growth of good, unbiased mental outlook among the working class..right from clerical jobs to places of highest authority..
What happens when the very job which is sole source of monthly income, on which living of family depends, turns out to be a sore object of your life. At times, sending your psyche to suicidal extremes..It happens and is a very sorry state that should be avoided at any cost..
May be I'm reacting too much, but there are times when one feels like throwing everything off when despite his or her best intentions people around just take them for granted.
Upon taking a closer look in certain spheres, its obvious a chaos like situation prevails, which can lead nowhere near progress of the country as a whole.. For instance..
People are so blinded by money and power that if one doesn't come from a millionaire/ billionaire business family (then why would the person slog in first place) or doesn't have contacts with powerful people of the society ( the political ministers, bureaucrats etc), he's worthless in today's society. His works will remain pending, he'll be made to struggle for his basic needs or will turn out to become bitter and quarrelsome fighting for his fundamental rights like better working environment..
The list of bitter realities goes endless..You're failed in professional exam despite being a diligent student, you're deprived of much deserved promotion or regularization of services despite best efforts, and still thanking gods for fulfilling your basic daily needs. And the list of compromises goes on..the shock like state knocks you when you see a junior passes exam with flying colors though performance not up to the mark or a professional seat is especially created for someone who hails from a political background..Even then, you tolerate gulping down your pride, ego, self respect (whatever you may call) just because you're made to feel inferior in some way or the other, or you start making plans of somehow gaining influential contacts to get your work done, or otherwise get dumped in a corner feeling miserable! and you feel the taste of shit in your mouth, feel like gunning down everyone involved..the society stinks and few enjoy their power..
As if this is not enough, these people born with gold spoon in their mouths always try to escape from real work, they somehow choose the weaker as an easy victim to do tasks assigned to them..and many a times your conscience is easily sold out..If you retaliate, you are left no where!
As far as I'm concerned, I bluntly refuse on face not bothering the results, and observing all like a mute spectator..I know, I cannot do much..Just praying and waiting for days to change for better and they will one day!
You can find me trying my hands on anything and everything on which my hands are laid on these days, as if this is the last moment I'm here..as my instincts tell me there's no stress ahead, this is the time to enjoy my best, no need waiting for some better moment..
My last post on music lessons was the result of same psychological impact..As its evident, my today's post is on swimming..Since childhood, I admired the swimming pool site, but never dared to enter in water..just watched others at a distance..Since last three or four years this suppressed desire was trying to make its presence felt whenever I heard my peer group going for swimming in summers..This year, luckily I got company of a friend who also was amateur in this sphere, and in no time both of us got our identity cards arranged for the nearby club.
The first day proved to be a mere introduction to four feet depth water in the pool..Our coach soon approached us instructing how to hold breath in water and float..By day two, we were able to float with our heads down, and I was doing better than my companion, but this situation didn't prevail in coming days, as I had to go out of town. After two days absenteeism, I joined my friend who by now had gained quite buoyancy in her movements. Anyways, I took the help of a floater this time and as was in the mid way to the other end of the pool, the coach tried to change direction and this sudden interruption was enough for me to lose balance. As the float in my hands submerged below the water surface, the stream-lined balance was lost, I found myself fumbling for some support..My five feet long body in a four feet water depth failed to drown and luckily, somehow I found myself standing.. though in this surmountable effort drank quite an amount of water from the pool!
For next ten minutes, I was walking in water with the floater in my hands instead of trying to float or swim watching others laugh at me and myself wondering where my courage gone..?
Never mind, today's going to be my fifth day at the pool, hope one day I'll be included in the list of swimmers..!
Hopeful of better days,
Bye..
To begin your day early morning, irrespective of the quantity of sleep....leaving bed despite an irresistible urge to doze off again, into sweetest morning sleep, as the alarm goes off, reminding the attraction of the remaining day....It happens every day!
Yes, I'm speaking of something new in my life which I've recently chosen for myself.
My guitar lessons are in full swing though were interrupted for more than a month. It was due to an unexpected throw ball injury to the left pinky finger on the indoor courts.
I took a sudden decision compelling my music teacher to train me in vocals. Though he hesitated a bit as I already was with too many things on my plate, my firm determination was enough for us to start my lessons the very next morning.
Now, it's almost fortnight since I've been attending sessions, and it has turned out to be one of the best things of my life so far.
I always enjoyed singing Indian classical songs along with the original records in my own company sans audience. This new experience has added a different meaning.
I must say, there's no other best way to feel pleased with yourself and your being than singing aloud, feeling connected with the supernatural power, like a deep meditation, getting rid of negativity, a perfect balance with nature.
And good teacher's appreciation, guidance counts much and I feel myself lucky to have found one.
Thanks to heavens and to my family who always cooperate in all my ventures.
Keep smiling, for there's always a reason to..
