“Why don’t you just sleep. It’s 3 am already. You will get yourself a day of headache again if you keep doing this”
“I know, but I just don’t feel like sleeping. I feel fresh.”
“But, you haven’t slept in the last 27 hours. Don’t joke around with your body. Go sleep.”
“Are.. but..”
“No! Sleep. Switch off the data, keep your phone aside and sleep”
“-_-”
“What?”
“Why are you being a parent, I will sleep when I am sleepy!”
“Next 30 seconds, you don’t go offline, you don’t talk to me next”
“Arghhh, -_-”
*Stays online*
“15 seconds lef”
“Okay, okay going.. Fine.. good night!”
“Good! Nice boy! Good night”
“ #beingamom ”
“Whatever!”
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This is how most of my usual good-nights sounded like. I would be scolded, blackmailed and then scuffed upon so that I sleep. Sleep, well in time. Still sleeping was somehow stretched till 2-3 AM but I would in most days sleep at 2-2,30. Even on days I felt sleepy early, I would stretch till this mid-morning time so that I could hear the scuff at 2 am.
There is always someone in your life (apart from your immediate family) who takes care of you like a full-grown kid. Your meals, your sleep, your headache everything. It can be a friend, a close friend or a partner. When such people exist, life becomes a little easier for us.
And the best part is, these scoldings are actually the love in disguise and we all will agree to it, we sometimes just do things to ensure that they scold us.
To be independent and powerful as an individual is a boon, but being alone is a bane. We usually keep independent and alone as the same synonymous range, but that is one big deal this generation is faking it in. BOTH ARE NOT THE SAME.
Individualism has got more to do with conserving and enhancing your identity as a separate individual. Being independent means to be able to make your decisions, the critical ones on your own and take steps to stride in that direction completely self-motivated and with an unmatched zeal.
While in youth, a generation falls too easily for this fine line between Independent and alone and there is the range where the entire problem lies. In a faux attempt to enter the independent zone and enhance individually, people foray into the hidden zone of isolation or being alone. We forget, being alone is/maybe very suited up professionally, but when it comes to personal life, we are meant for association. Friends, families or life partners, be it anyway. Things are prettier when we are with someone.
When you share your space with that special one, everything feels lighten up. You can dump off your daily shit in the mind and can spend a relaxing conversation or two to lighten up the rest of the day. Nothing comes free in this world and neither will this. There will be issues, misunderstandings, requirements of commitment, etc. which are again a part and parcel of the entire scheme of things. Things will go in a certain way, they are meant to go.
Being in a relationship with a friend, family or a partner, we are meagre guardians and mates of the other one and not the masters. The moment one becomes the master, the genres of independence and individualism take a serious hit. The one-ness must be celebrated, but not at the cost of the individual identities.
One+oNE = ONE, but the “one” still has to remain a one.One and oNE are both different and they need to be different. They will create a union in an altogether different dimension and will not lose their identities to form one. That is hazardous. That is dangerous. That is being non-independent.
People in young age usually get confused between terms and philosophies. I guess probably that is because people tend to focus more on what other’s have felt, than to analyse and comprehend what we ourselves feel. I personally think, we all need to read our lives, our selves, our surroundings, our environment more than those belonging to an unknown person in recent past, long past or someone from a different background altogether.
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