Choices, preferences are things which are extremely individualistic. Does it change over the period of time? I’ve no idea on that, people say it does but as long as mine are concerned, it certainly not! I remember someone had said “those activities we conduct time and again would transfer as our choices of life!” Well quite a thought to ponder over! But my understanding of choices is one thing/object/activity we pick while we are given whole variety of options.
I have been taught from the beginning that dream is the painting we paint over the canvas which called future! Taking this into account, where does THE choice exist? I guess choices are the colors which help us to paint our canvas. Having said that, it opens up the volcano of questions such as, have we taken the right colors to paint our canvas? Above that had it been our colors ever? In a country like India do we actually have controls over our choices? Well I’m not the Chaten Bhagat of writing to write in behalf of whole growing up kids of the country, but I can pitch my story here!
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I had born to lower middle class parents, who used to be heading strong Brahmins. Ever since I was a kid, I had been in a cocoon which, the typical Indian parents call mannerism and respect! And the biggest folly a kid can ever do is to try coming out from the cocoon, which again a nature’s process! The movement we start developing choice, those get suppressed and demolished under the process of parenthood. I’m not trying to hold anyone responsible here, but that’s how innovation and choices suffers in our country. And the time the kid grows up he/she grows with certain levels of insecurity and confidence breakdown. Again if they end up doing crap (which is quite evident to occur) in life, then ironically those same parents blame it on to the child.
The moment I try to connect the dots, I find very few choices those were being made by me without the external influences, and certainly those were the choices which bent, twisted and shaped my life! It doesn't matter how many choices we had in life, but how many of them are exclusively ours that matter’s the most.
Thanks for enduring it! :P
