Me, Myself and Irony
A frog in the well is what I like to describe myself as! The irony is, that though I would like to snap out of this mentality, every time I try to do so, I slip down further into a self-created abyss. Am I weak in spirit if I give in to the urge to be firmly secured in my comfort zone...which I have duly built around myself?
Why do I need to risk it all...put myself out there, prove myself...to achieve what we call personal and professional growth? It is all well and good to quote the famous platitude "Change is good," "Growth lies in dynamism," but what about the trauma one suffers in the wake of these movements forward?
Life denies us the luxury of laid back stability and this is something I rue! To move is good...to surge ahead is novel and necessary but to what extent can one carry the baggage of the past. Good or bad...it is baggage still and with new horizons to conquer, new relationships to maintain, can we faithfully adhere to the same old whimsical, nevertheless, sweet and spicy trivialities that are such a part of every tie we forge?
There are an exhaustive diatribe on various levels of our being...and how our actions and responses are generated from within, uninfluenced by extraneous circumstances. At the risk of countering the genius, I beg to argue that we human beings cannot exist in utter isolation!
As far as I am concerned...Irony has and as per my forethought, will always be a necessary appendage to my existence! It has time and again successfully managed to rupture the comfort of that one indulgence that I would crave for, at that one moment in time.
My essential nature craves for me to be always landing in dichotomies and dilemmas that refuse easy resolution! Wavering between two extremes is something that comes as part of my ‘default setting.’ So much so that till date I have failed to decide who is more alluring to me...a cultivated woman or a dare devil girl! A man who cannot decide his romantic preferences can be inevitably understood to be perennially confused as regards the higher...complicated stances that life seeks to assume!
I beseech the wise insight of those who know me to some extent...to come help me pull out of this seemingly endless abyss of life and it’s manifest complications!!
Why do I need to risk it all...put myself out there, prove myself...to achieve what we call personal and professional growth? It is all well and good to quote the famous platitude "Change is good," "Growth lies in dynamism," but what about the trauma one suffers in the wake of these movements forward?
Life denies us the luxury of laid back stability and this is something I rue! To move is good...to surge ahead is novel and necessary but to what extent can one carry the baggage of the past. Good or bad...it is baggage still and with new horizons to conquer, new relationships to maintain, can we faithfully adhere to the same old whimsical, nevertheless, sweet and spicy trivialities that are such a part of every tie we forge?
There are an exhaustive diatribe on various levels of our being...and how our actions and responses are generated from within, uninfluenced by extraneous circumstances. At the risk of countering the genius, I beg to argue that we human beings cannot exist in utter isolation!
As far as I am concerned...Irony has and as per my forethought, will always be a necessary appendage to my existence! It has time and again successfully managed to rupture the comfort of that one indulgence that I would crave for, at that one moment in time.
My essential nature craves for me to be always landing in dichotomies and dilemmas that refuse easy resolution! Wavering between two extremes is something that comes as part of my ‘default setting.’ So much so that till date I have failed to decide who is more alluring to me...a cultivated woman or a dare devil girl! A man who cannot decide his romantic preferences can be inevitably understood to be perennially confused as regards the higher...complicated stances that life seeks to assume!
I beseech the wise insight of those who know me to some extent...to come help me pull out of this seemingly endless abyss of life and it’s manifest complications!!
posted by ramana @ Sunday, June 15, 2008
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