“There is no neatness in any life- great or small. It is only an illusion men foolishly pursue.
All lived lives are a mess.
The neatness in my life had begun to crumble some time before, but now it disintegrated completely as I vanished into a world of endlessly opening doors, teasing riddles and lives without boundaries.
For the first time I began to understand how shallow neatness is.
How cramping, how limiting.
For the first time I understood neat lives are comatose lives.
― Tarun J. Tejpal
" The things we own, end up owning us".
Everytime I buy a costly dress, it comes with added precautions. First, dry clean only. Then wear it carefully. There is just one dry cleaner I trust for good garments and his charges are as much as getting a new dress. So, the overall cost of owning a dress and maintaining it becomes quite huge! I had once vowed never to buy such high maintanence clothes but I still do. Who doesn't like to dress well? I wish I was able to control myself from falling into such traps. It's not what you wear that counts... its how you've groomed yourself.. how well read you are.. how well mannered you are.. how caring you are.. how sensitive you are..so many things.. which matter so deeply, yet I get sucked into the world of material desires.
While driving one day I noticed a bus coming too close for comfort. He could leave a horrible scratch on my car if he was a bit careless. That would have left me troubled. That brought up this topic again! We work hard to buy these things.. then when something happens to them, we cry our hearts out. Is it all worth it? A car.. or a dress.. how much happy can it make you?
I remember with vivid horror the tale of a cooker at my in-laws house. My MIL is very careful about her possessions. She does not like people handling her precious cups without respect. She goes mad when the maids break her cup by mistake or when in a hurry. Once she shouted at my co-sister for using her favourite cooker to cook. What's the point, I thought? Is that cooker a piece of adornment to the kitchen? It's supposed to come to use and when someone did just that, MIL became wild! I was wondering, to preserve your materials, you do not mind hurting someone's heart and feelings. Is it worth it? That incident stayed with me for a while. I decided to change myself atleast. I would not shout if my maid breaks my cups. I will try my best to clean all costly tableware myself. Till date, I try to do that. It has helped.
Yday I was watching sex and the city, part 2, which was a horror movie actually but caught one scene. Charlotte's daughter puts red paint on her vintage skirt and Charlotte is horrified. Same lesson. You buy something expensive. You spend a whole lot of time maintaining it clean and bright..time you can use for some other valuable pursuit. Right?
Again, I wish I will try hard this year not to accumulate such materialistic things.. which actually burn a hole in your pocket and cause you great distress.
All lived lives are a mess.
The neatness in my life had begun to crumble some time before, but now it disintegrated completely as I vanished into a world of endlessly opening doors, teasing riddles and lives without boundaries.
For the first time I began to understand how shallow neatness is.
How cramping, how limiting.
For the first time I understood neat lives are comatose lives.
― Tarun J. Tejpal
" The things we own, end up owning us".
Everytime I buy a costly dress, it comes with added precautions. First, dry clean only. Then wear it carefully. There is just one dry cleaner I trust for good garments and his charges are as much as getting a new dress. So, the overall cost of owning a dress and maintaining it becomes quite huge! I had once vowed never to buy such high maintanence clothes but I still do. Who doesn't like to dress well? I wish I was able to control myself from falling into such traps. It's not what you wear that counts... its how you've groomed yourself.. how well read you are.. how well mannered you are.. how caring you are.. how sensitive you are..so many things.. which matter so deeply, yet I get sucked into the world of material desires.
While driving one day I noticed a bus coming too close for comfort. He could leave a horrible scratch on my car if he was a bit careless. That would have left me troubled. That brought up this topic again! We work hard to buy these things.. then when something happens to them, we cry our hearts out. Is it all worth it? A car.. or a dress.. how much happy can it make you?
I remember with vivid horror the tale of a cooker at my in-laws house. My MIL is very careful about her possessions. She does not like people handling her precious cups without respect. She goes mad when the maids break her cup by mistake or when in a hurry. Once she shouted at my co-sister for using her favourite cooker to cook. What's the point, I thought? Is that cooker a piece of adornment to the kitchen? It's supposed to come to use and when someone did just that, MIL became wild! I was wondering, to preserve your materials, you do not mind hurting someone's heart and feelings. Is it worth it? That incident stayed with me for a while. I decided to change myself atleast. I would not shout if my maid breaks my cups. I will try my best to clean all costly tableware myself. Till date, I try to do that. It has helped.
Yday I was watching sex and the city, part 2, which was a horror movie actually but caught one scene. Charlotte's daughter puts red paint on her vintage skirt and Charlotte is horrified. Same lesson. You buy something expensive. You spend a whole lot of time maintaining it clean and bright..time you can use for some other valuable pursuit. Right?
Again, I wish I will try hard this year not to accumulate such materialistic things.. which actually burn a hole in your pocket and cause you great distress.
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