Suddenly filled with this urge to share my thoughts & experiences...
So got down to writing this post.
Lately i have been filled with this almost overpowering sense of restlestness whether what i am doing is what i would like to be doing & this is the way i would like to spend the rest of my life??
Doing mundane things like washing my own vessels, cleaning random stuff, planting a new sapling in my not-so huge balcony garden..etc have become a part of my daily routine and gives me this sense of satisfaction which no job involving sitting in the shadow of a LED- screen punching in numbers can give me...
so i begin to wonder are we humans designed to spend 8 hrs at a desk/cabin doing things which are so distant & we cannot relate to...can this make anyone truely happy?
I have become this confused soul constantly questioning this whole idea of a 'Job' which our life revolves around-
We go to school earn our respectable degrees, attach fancy designations to our names,
all for what?? to get the perfect job .....which we think will lead us to satisfy our higher level needs of social recognition, money. But does it really keep us happy?
So have you pondered about it?
And...what is the conclusion?
The immediate question that comes to your mind is so what would i do if i didn't have a job
1.travel like a hippie...naah
2.survive on others hard-earned money....dont think so..too much of self-respect to do that.
the other alternative would be to find out your real talent something you really excel at and make a job out of it..but what about the ever-searching souls who haven't discovered their special thing as yet..?
have to get back to some unfinished business but will continue to keep you posted on this topic.
So got down to writing this post.
Lately i have been filled with this almost overpowering sense of restlestness whether what i am doing is what i would like to be doing & this is the way i would like to spend the rest of my life??
Doing mundane things like washing my own vessels, cleaning random stuff, planting a new sapling in my not-so huge balcony garden..etc have become a part of my daily routine and gives me this sense of satisfaction which no job involving sitting in the shadow of a LED- screen punching in numbers can give me...
so i begin to wonder are we humans designed to spend 8 hrs at a desk/cabin doing things which are so distant & we cannot relate to...can this make anyone truely happy?
I have become this confused soul constantly questioning this whole idea of a 'Job' which our life revolves around-
We go to school earn our respectable degrees, attach fancy designations to our names,
all for what?? to get the perfect job .....which we think will lead us to satisfy our higher level needs of social recognition, money. But does it really keep us happy?
So have you pondered about it?
And...what is the conclusion?
The immediate question that comes to your mind is so what would i do if i didn't have a job
1.travel like a hippie...naah
2.survive on others hard-earned money....dont think so..too much of self-respect to do that.
the other alternative would be to find out your real talent something you really excel at and make a job out of it..but what about the ever-searching souls who haven't discovered their special thing as yet..?
have to get back to some unfinished business but will continue to keep you posted on this topic.
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