Uniqueness And Illness

There is one more month after which I am going to enter in professional world. I don’t know how it would be but some of my friends who have joined their respective companies are saying only one thing that “the best days (College days) are over”. Well, it is little bit scary for me when I imagine a routine life, going to office at 8:00 a.m. and returning at 6:00 p.m. without any bunk. And certainly these days would never match with wonderful experiences of college days. The good thing in professional word is salary, a feeling of economical independency...But well, it also somehow comes into a form of responsibility and accountability. My friends say that in college days they have time but short of money and now they have money but short of time. And for all things which we say in general joy, pleasure and happiness... one needs time and money in definite proportions. Along with money and time, one of the most things we require is congenial friends. Without them, our joy and happiness would have no soul...And somehow I feel that is the one thing we could find in our college very easily... However in professional world, friends who match with your taste are more likely to be got in a job which genuinely interests us. And I feel to get such things it is better to put money at stake... The person who is able to derive joy in his professional work is the man of utmost bliss... There are two things he is getting there...First, he is doing an interesting work and second, he is amongst the people who match his taste... 

In India, what I feel, we are not blessed to make our own choices. Most of us are told by the society and it decides our profession and in turn, our future. The choice of profession is prioritized by the salary we would get in that profession. A child doesn’t know what a professor is; what a scientist does; what a manager needs. So only thing which standardizes or ranks is the “money”, we would get in that profession...So a general choice becomes our choice...But in reality, everyone has different interest. Interests cannot be generalized. And hence, when we enter into a world, we feel boredom and dissatisfaction in our job... Blessed are those who find a way to express their interest in form of hobbies which act like elixir for their wrenched soul... 

In most cases, “Different” is termed as “Insanity”. If anyone is different, the contemporary people would feel him either a lunatic or dumb. Even his family, his parents would constantly try to shape him according to commonness of society...Now two things can happen...If the person continued his work, neglecting the public opinion, eventually he would become a “Licensed lunatic” (from a lunatic). In the 2^nd case, he would become a timid person that would be reflected from his introverted and ill-humoured nature. It’s not new...It has been continuing for centuries...I think you can figure out why “Galileo” and “Kepler”  were called the most dangerous people... The words ‘different’ and ‘common’ are also relative words. One who is different in one sect might be common for other sect. In reality, differences mirror people to see what they lack; what they have not, they get afraid of...So they try to omit it, if they can’t, eventually satisfy themselves by making it a synonym of insanity...

I feel whatever profession we would get; how much power we would be bestowed upon; how much money we would have...if we have not found where our interest lies...if we have not found congenial friends...At the final reckoning, we would realize that we have only passed, not enjoyed your life...But going for our interest is not easy job in current scenario..We would have to endure the humiliation of being called “insane”, “non-pragmatic” and "looser". One needs courage...but unfortunately most of us could not... For some people, facing society is more traumatic than facing death...We distort our natural shape according to public opinion... There is only one cure of all this...People need to increase the toleration ability towards public opinion...and when there would be sufficient number of people who accept differences as uniqueness, not as illness, then I feel there would be revolutionary change in the outlook of society...

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