Role of society in our lives

 

I recently came across a term called “Society”. That led me to think why we do everything in the name of the society, what role does it have in our lives? Is our perception about the society correct?

Society (assuming it to be the family and friends) came to see the child when it was born, but it was the parents who saw the child taking his or her first step, walking on its own.

When the child was one year old, the society would come to attend the birthday, but it was the parents, who struggled to bring up the children and so would they in future.

As the child grew older, on the day of the results the society came rushing to ask “How much marks have you scored in your board exams?”, but it was the parents who were awake all night, throughout the year to see their child study and would work day long at office to provide the kids with all the facilities.

Society came to ask “which engineering, medical college have you joined?”, but the parents would help the children identify their goals and potential to make them successful in their career and life. It is not a one minute game, but process of years to achieve the goals.

Society comes to ask me “where have you got placed, and what is the package (package referring to the salary)?” but it the parents who support financially and mentally during the years of our study to let us be in the position where we are today.

Now the real societal pressure begins for the parents and their children. In any social occasions they go, they would ask “Aren’t you getting your children married, I know a girl / boy, would forward the horoscopes to you.”  Parents just don’t want to catch hold of any girl or the boy to get their children married but they want to search someone with whom they can be happy.

Assuming that parents finally were able to identify the partner for their kids, Society would come to the wedding, eat, pass few comments, asking the above mentioned questions to others and leave. The parents would have spent lakhs and lakhs of rupees to get their children married, and it would be only the parents who would see their children grow in life after the wedding and not the society.

Then again the children are going to have their kids, when the society would come again for their birth, and the cycle of the societal domination begins for the next generation ……..

However the reality is that at some point of time, we also become the part of this society, even after being the victim of this society. We often forget what has happened with us, or assume that it could never happen to us.

We are all living at the mercy of the society in the name of “socializing with people”. Someone has to stop and show to society, we do not live for showing it off to you, but for our own self.

The day we die, society would definitely come to mourn the death, give their precious comments, ‘oh he was such a gentle man’, or ‘she was such a good lady’, but they may not even know, how we have lived our lives.

Whenever we take a decision , we should ask our own self “am I doing because I am going to be happy, or I want to show off to the society?” and we would never take a wrong decision in our  life.

 

Waiting for the right wind!

I stood at the peak of the mountain, and decided go back.

I passed across the old couple sitting near the mountain top, missing their sons and daughters, who lived somewhere far apart and the old pretty lady crying to get a glimpse of the grand children, when it is her age to play with them and take them around the park and the old man was consoling her.

As I walked past them I saw the young artist, painting the rising sun, a beauty worth watch and there sat a beautiful lady in the picture, who was nowhere to be seen but in his heart. A tear trickled down his cheek when he gave the final touch to the painting and started to wrap in around and started to walk back home, where no one was waiting for him but only the loneliness.

As I walked along him, in the street where his house was, I caught the glimpse of a young girl looking at the photos of hers with her boyfriend and their happy times. I wished I got to know if they have broken or has he died that she was crying for him, and why life has given her so much of the sorrows, when it was the time to live her life happily.

As I moved ahead, there were jazzy lights hanging on the walls of the house. I moved with anticipation to see some happiness around, as I went inside, all I saw was parents looking into the album of their daughter, from the day she was born to this day when they got her married and they were crying, wishing that she didn’t go away from them.

To get away from the sadness, I went out crushing the windows , to see a small girl playing with her doll, in the garden ,when I saw her grand mom calling her aloud to have her lunch ,she threw tantrums that she would eat only when her mom is around, and grandmother calling the little girl’s father , crying and asking him how do I explain to her that he mother is dead in the accident and never going to return, asking will she ever understand that , will she ever remember her mother’s face when she would grow up.

In search of the happiness I went ahead, and caught a sight of a drunkard man, pushing his wife inside the house and she was crying aloud begging him to leave her, to let her go. I turned away from them and moved in other direction.

And finally I paced fast to the top of the mountain, and saw a man commanding life, he seemed satisfied with his life, folded his hands and looked ahead at the setting sun. He smiled at me and asked me to wait for some time. I questioned him, what do you want to know? He commanded “tell me the people whom you just saw and are unhappy, I asked “what you would do? Satisfy your heart and realize you are much happier than others in this world.”

He grinned at me, I was frustrated and was about to rush ahead , when he caught hold of me and said “ that is why I have made you , The wind, so that you flow around and tell me the mistakes I have done, while creating the humans, and give me the feedback to correct my mistakes.” I told him about all the people I met on my way and why they were unhappy and asked him what he was going to do about it now? He smiled and pointed towards the sun and said “this the setting sun of their unhappiness”.

Waiting for the right wind to understand my unhappiness, and let god know, to set the sun of unhappiness of my life!