Reality of life through the window

through the window

When I wrote this post , it was a lazy afternoon and I was sitting on a comfortable sofa in my living room with laptop. My thoughts were travelling everywhere possible to capture at least some idea that I could write for the next post in my blog.I was idly looking all over the room with no purpose. My eyes stopped and stared at the view present on the other side of  the giant screen window, located right next to me.

I just completed my routine activities for the day –  prepared breakfast, cooked lunch, cleaned dishes, dusted the rooms, took bath, made a phone call to my mother.Half of the day has already passed and has taken away half of my energy also along with it. I wanted to write on a certain topic today for my blog. But right now, sleep is the only thing that is hitting my mind.

through the window

It is a lethargic afternoon. Everyone seems to be busy taking rest (like me) after having an energetic and demanding morning. Bright sunlight has dressed the nature with a colourful dress.The entire atmosphere outside is mum except sound coming from the chirping of birds , swaying of the trees to and fro in wind mixed with the noise of cars passing by. These are the only signs of life that I can feel at this moment.

I can see many high-rises scattered in this area. I live in one of them.They have families residing in it’s apartments. How do I know ? Clothes hanging out for drying , a child crying from a flat somewhere notify me that there are people around.

Our busy and progressive lives have brought our existence in the sky-scrapers, big bungalows and villas. All of us want to be a champion in achieving more wealth, luxuries, respect and less disturbance. Online shopping has almost eliminated the requirement of going outside for essential commodities.

Jobs , television sitcoms/rom coms, internet, smartphones keep us engaged throughout the day. Even if we go out, we visit malls , do window shopping , dine in restaurants to kill time. We have gradually compressed ourselves into a shell where anything or anyone from outside  becomes a matter of annoyance to our ‘disciplined and routine’ life.

TV volume of our neighbour next door is little bit high – how can they disturb others like this (we might not know their names even) ?

Kids throw the cricket ball, while playing, in our balcony- why can’t they play more carefully? 

Relatives coming on a holiday without prior intimation – why couldn’t they inform us earlier ?

There is a cultural program tonight in the society – who will go there to burn ears in that noise?

A new family came to stay in the next flat – let it be , who cares ? 

There are many such examples where we are concerned about our comfort zone first.

No wonder, we reside in pigeon holes. I am an introvert. Naturally I too don’t support ‘unjustified incidents’ in my life. Still, I feel there is a basic need to socialise with people around us.

It will not harm us if we don’t mind for sometime the high TV volume of our dear neighbour.We can encourage the kids to carry on with their cricket instead of complaining about their naughtiness. We should allow ourselves to feel happy on getting a surprise visit from our loved ones. Let a celebration in the neighbourhood increase our social quotient.

Then life will not look like a dull feature film similar to the view outside my window.We can call ourselves the real champions in the race of life.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’

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