Growing up is a pain.
Not when you start texting or chatting or sriving or start being responsible for your own shit in life, but when those homogenous concepts are challenged. The biggest deal of all, I think is reciprocation. This struck me when I watched the movie Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara. the part where Imran meets his dad, with so much emotion and his dad states that his priorities were different, which is completely true and understandable. And if his priorites were indeed such, he did the right thing for all involved by leaving his child. A messed up ego, unaccomplished dreams et al would have made matters worse. But thats not what I am talking about. It is the non-reciprocation of Imran's emotion that hit him, in all probablity. The lack of emotion on seeing his son. He just did"nt feel the emotion. What could he do? It was not his fault. He didnt feel it and he did'nt fake it.
Imran would just have to deal with it. And he did.
There are many people like Imran. Many many of them. We all learn to deal with it, I guess.
I think that is when you grow up. When you realise that everyone has the right to say, "boss, it may mean the world to you, but its just not that big a deal to me."
You close in, enjoy what you have and stop expecting from others. When your parents' hand me down logic that, "you give it your very best, you will be rewarded with the very best" fails.
Life ceases to be in a straight forwards exam like pattern and becomes a collection of exceptions.
Its pretty shitty to grow up.
But its not like anyone has a choice.
Not when you start texting or chatting or sriving or start being responsible for your own shit in life, but when those homogenous concepts are challenged. The biggest deal of all, I think is reciprocation. This struck me when I watched the movie Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara. the part where Imran meets his dad, with so much emotion and his dad states that his priorities were different, which is completely true and understandable. And if his priorites were indeed such, he did the right thing for all involved by leaving his child. A messed up ego, unaccomplished dreams et al would have made matters worse. But thats not what I am talking about. It is the non-reciprocation of Imran's emotion that hit him, in all probablity. The lack of emotion on seeing his son. He just did"nt feel the emotion. What could he do? It was not his fault. He didnt feel it and he did'nt fake it.
Imran would just have to deal with it. And he did.
There are many people like Imran. Many many of them. We all learn to deal with it, I guess.
I think that is when you grow up. When you realise that everyone has the right to say, "boss, it may mean the world to you, but its just not that big a deal to me."
You close in, enjoy what you have and stop expecting from others. When your parents' hand me down logic that, "you give it your very best, you will be rewarded with the very best" fails.
Life ceases to be in a straight forwards exam like pattern and becomes a collection of exceptions.
Its pretty shitty to grow up.
But its not like anyone has a choice.
