Wednesday, April 2, 2014

B is for Being Busy

When I was in class 9th , which was like 13 years ago, I came across this poem in the editorial column in the news paper. It was about the ironies of life, and the last line summed it all up for me.
It said,
"We are adding years to our life, but not life to our years".
Imagine the impact, that 13 years later, I still think about it and shudder. Because, as a teenager, I could never really fathom what this means.
My grandfather made sure that each year for the vacations we travel. The birthdays were special. My parents were usually home in the evenings. Life was good.
Till, I joined the workforce, 4 years back, and realised the true meaning of the quote, where like an idiot, we are working 12 odd hours a day to earn money and to scrap by. Where you have to think twice, before spending the money that you have earned after working sooo hard by not spending any time with your family. Now, that I am married, I get really agitated, when the husband is always busy and has no time.

We don't talk as much as I would like to.
The adventure is gone, when you are always busy being busy, so that you can enjoy your savings when the prime of your life is gone.

My office is worse. Their, they feel proud for not taking their annual leaves. I wonder, how can they stay and constantly stay busy with only work, without giving two hoots about their families.

Times were simpler, when we were younger. Today in the age of connectivity, doing nothing seems like a curse, and the new mantra is always "Being Busy".

I of course wish, I could lie down on a beach without giving two hoots about the job, about the money, just love, and happiness.
But- Reality always strikes back. 


Anonymous said...

I know what you mean about being busy. Its sad that we pretty much live to work. Work will always be there and there will always be more of it. This is why we need to take the time to make special moments and memories.
Thanks for posting! Happy A-Z!

Sakshi said...

That is what I try to do.
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