Sentimental Software Pro

I have always heard filmi heros getting trapped in an “image”, they would never come out. I never believed it. But there was a certain amount of truth in it – now I realized. There are certain things that we cannot rule. Sounds philosophical naaa…There is a reason behind it and that made me attempt this first blog.

“The only to avoid being miserable is not to have enough leisure to wonder whether you are happy or not” is my signature to all the outgoing Yahoo! mails. I could not abide by it anymore. When I m alone, peculiar thoughts come to my mind. (Now, don’t say that I need to get married asap !!!). I keep on thinking around them and almost never finding a solution. After spending innumerable sleepless nights, the cause of my suffering is in front of me. Its simple – I m unhappy. Unhappy not because things are going wrong with me. Unhappy because I am really not satisfied with my life. Enough of beating around the bush….A few straight questions should make things clear. Why am I working so hard ? Is it for a better living ? Then how do I define a better life ? Does it mean a happier life ? Am I really happy ? No, not really. I m sure, at some corner of your heart, u too have this answer. Of course, happiness is difficult to define and in most cases its relative.

I always feel and am sure that our forefathers led a peaceful and happier life when compared to us. Today people (including me ) fly to all the corners of the earth in the name of money (though they may not admit it !). In this, aptly called, rat-race we are losing our identity. In my case, it seems to me, I am spending almost all my life in the office cubicle. The only jargon I use daily consists of few words like Work, Deadline, Reports, Project etc,. I am afraid, may be after sometime, my grey cells even won’t recollect other sensitive vocabulary. I always get horrified with the very thought of neglecting things of prime importance such as emotions, feelings, arts, family, friends, nature.

No..these ideas cannot take me a long way. I cannot imagine a night-marish life. Its high-time for an insurgency.