Simple Pleasures

In these times that are a bit more complicated than things used to be when life was easier- we have forgotten to smell the roses and admire the view. Simple pleasures are gone – people are too busy meeting expectations and rising above it to slow down a bit and think – is it not great that we are just alove and feeling what we feel ? Life is not about the olympics – we do not have to prove anything – it is not about higher faster or better. In the corporate existence – economits have opined that it about meeting ever increasing growth targets and the capitalist menace. In democratic India and our dear neighbors the chinese – we do approx 80 hours a week of work on the bad days. In France – it is illegal to do more than 35. The french are a minority as they have always been. But work is what work does – money is what money can do – why cannot we slow down perhaps and just enjoy what are a dwindling mass of simple pleasures?
 
Why cannot anybody these days stop a while and look at all that is around and thank everyone that all that is around is in some ways good and perhaps enjoyable? Why is everyone running? Tourists these days and backpackers – people who in the 60s and the 70s – had time – want to cover as much as they can. No one is really into smelling the roses and enjoying nature. When I visit the parks in my city – I see more people speaking on their phones than relaxing – and this is a park mind you; not the race course where you have to prove your prowess! One reason is perhaps the multiplicities and complexeties of existence – we operate on many levels – lead many lives; face many a challenge – much more perhaps than when we were younger and the world were naive. I remember in those days you could eat as much grease on your burger and smoke and no one would feel too bad about it. I don’t know how long that was, but perhaps it was far back in the past. Scientists have in fact researched it and find out that technology has made us lazier and people rarely do as much as they used to in the past in terms of sheer physical back breaking work.
 
My father – a retired gentleman now who was once a banker, often speaks of his education when he was young; he had to walk miles to get to school. I know I went to school in a bus and even in the days of my college I rarely ever ruffled a hair on my head getting to my place of study. If I had to walk – I’d probably be illiterate! Kids today in the more affluent class often prefer videoconferencing in this time and age! No wonder people have no fun these days – things are way to easy! And of course there is the economy – people are richer than they used to be – perhaps in the middle ages. And wealth brings with it; its own many connundrums and difficulties! There is perhaps no way out of this and no one will now stop to smell the lilies any longer; there is money to be made and one must make it as much as one can – the future’s uncertain you know! Is this a stress reaction I often wonder; economies have to deliver more than they promised. Company bosses have to deliver on targets that are termed ‘stretch’. With things scaling the way they are – I am not surprised people don’t do simple pleasures any more.
 
People make children now and then they think how they can perhaps give their children a trust fund; it is always about a paranoid uncertain future and increasingly rarely about the fun and games that one could perhaps have now. No wonder the children grow up paranoid and complexed and contribute to the hysteria that existence has become. In any class in any school today, the number of kids wanting to be artists and playwrights or writers perhaps; the creative types has come down. No; I have not statistics to prove it – but most people today just want to make more money. Even the rock stars of yesterday are today just money grubbing freaks that are motivated more by how much more they can take in than sing about what it used to be. In the west they that want to do things differently are called ‘indies’ – an approximation of the word ‘independent’ – meaning perhaps a lack of dependance on the lucre and some how then not lured so much by it! Good music has come out of this band of uncommitted people as have good movies. In our country too we have the musicians and the film makers need money to make ends meet and like Justin Timberlake – the most ever soul ful they have said is – ‘I want to bring sexy back!’ At times like this the words of the song from Sandi Thom – such an indie Scottish singer song writer who actualy webcast her song to produce a #1 hit single comes to mind ‘…Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair; In 77 and 69 revolution was in the air; I was born too late into a world that doesn’t care; Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair; When the head of state didn’t play guitar,Not everybody drove a car,When music really mattered and when radio was king,When accountants didn’t have control; And the media couldn’t buy your soul, And computers were still scary and we didn’t know everything….’
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About Soumya
A technology enthusiast, forever enamored by all that it hath wrought and of course here is an attempt at making sense of it all and perhaps simplifying it!

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