One year almost to the day, I’ve missed you dear blog. Inspiration, exposure or lacks thereof have kept me from writing. Perhaps a transitional period of ABSOLUTE change, in personal, professional, spiritual, emotional and any life I had come to create for myself, has also kept me from penning to you.
Regained control, revived thoughts and restored goals bring me to you today to share some stark influences of my life. Having spent 17 years of youth, childhood and countless mistakes in India, I hadn’t completely grasped ever what the country had to offer and more importantly, what I had absorbed from it. 7 odd years of my twenties spent in America probably provided a period of better clarity, better absorption; however, it was a period lacking something, something I was only able to truly grasp upon returning to India.
If I were to truly reflect upon the major differences between the two cultures, I’d have to say, there was one I never considered but stood out most. America gave one the ability to be satisfied and content with their life. It showered one with every opportunity possible to make leaps in their career, explore their hobbies and interests and was ever so accommodating to the novice within them. Happiness, however, lay only in the control of the individual rather than anything the land had to offer. For this life also brought with it a lack of enforced societal ties that eventually left the individual in a sea of comforts, shared little with the world while ever longing to do so.
The ruthless drive, constant competition, cutthroat need of survival in India, on the other hand, perhaps wasn’t so rewarding in its opportunities or the acceptance of the beginner, but… It formed a community, a society, and a culture that would never be satisfied in its own achievements. This lifelong inculcated need to excel produced countless winners, countless successful generations, but I question its achievement in creating happiness. Success in the wake of morally questionable directions to create a populated society with a finicky adjuration of its people leaves one, somehow, with a fake sense of joy. This however, gives true reason to the phrase ignorance is bliss.
Pick your poison yourself, as the rest of the world can very well be placed upon the above split canvas. What you gain from culture, what you gain from different lands, will never get even close to what you gain from a five minute story of the stranger who you crossed paths with in your pursuit of Nothingness today.
Stay positive, Stay alive.
Love, Mo
Regained control, revived thoughts and restored goals bring me to you today to share some stark influences of my life. Having spent 17 years of youth, childhood and countless mistakes in India, I hadn’t completely grasped ever what the country had to offer and more importantly, what I had absorbed from it. 7 odd years of my twenties spent in America probably provided a period of better clarity, better absorption; however, it was a period lacking something, something I was only able to truly grasp upon returning to India.
If I were to truly reflect upon the major differences between the two cultures, I’d have to say, there was one I never considered but stood out most. America gave one the ability to be satisfied and content with their life. It showered one with every opportunity possible to make leaps in their career, explore their hobbies and interests and was ever so accommodating to the novice within them. Happiness, however, lay only in the control of the individual rather than anything the land had to offer. For this life also brought with it a lack of enforced societal ties that eventually left the individual in a sea of comforts, shared little with the world while ever longing to do so.
The ruthless drive, constant competition, cutthroat need of survival in India, on the other hand, perhaps wasn’t so rewarding in its opportunities or the acceptance of the beginner, but… It formed a community, a society, and a culture that would never be satisfied in its own achievements. This lifelong inculcated need to excel produced countless winners, countless successful generations, but I question its achievement in creating happiness. Success in the wake of morally questionable directions to create a populated society with a finicky adjuration of its people leaves one, somehow, with a fake sense of joy. This however, gives true reason to the phrase ignorance is bliss.
Pick your poison yourself, as the rest of the world can very well be placed upon the above split canvas. What you gain from culture, what you gain from different lands, will never get even close to what you gain from a five minute story of the stranger who you crossed paths with in your pursuit of Nothingness today.
Stay positive, Stay alive.
Love, Mo
TOTALLY vibing with your story here, Mo. Love it! Welcome back!
ReplyDeleteThis is such an awesome journey that you’re on – to know BOTH sides of the fence.
Isn’t having exposure to various facets in life such a blessing? I mean, we have the opportunity to pick and choose the best qualities of everything/one we come in contact with and allow that to transform us into better versions of ourselves! I mean, it’s just so beautiful!!!! Much love!!!! K
Thanks dearest! I may know BOTH sides, you are the one who knows probably TWENTY sides :P... You are and continue to remain a lovely inspiration :)... Miss you much... See you soon... Love, MMMK
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