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A few days ago, I went to the doc for a strange stomachache that lasted for more than a month. After a routine checkup he asked, 'do you have any worries'… I thought for some time and said, "no, not really…" well he didn't see the dot dot dot but those 3 dots created more worries for me. Besides worries can cause only headaches… wrong worries can cause all kinds of aches.
Living in a big city for a long time, can most of the times be a bane in-spite of the benefits and luxury of lifestyle. One of them being -- you tend to think… and think and think and ponder, till you reach a point where you relish the thought of actually loosing your head.
So I have somehow come to accept my all kinds of aches with a pinch of salt.
Have head -- will think -- will cause migraine – and the ripple effects.
I don't have many worries… well apparently it does look like that… yet I fail to get rid of the three dots… which have been trailing on ever since… since I am unable to define, what exactly do I worry about? And why?
I am working; have a settled life; have no problems in office, or relationships, home, among friends, with my appearance, or wardrobe, yet I worry about…ummmm! Uhhhh! Well…
I should be happy now that everything is more or less settled in my life. I have a good 9 to 9 job, good pay which is enough for me to pay all my taxes and eat two square meals, the boss is happy that I am taking up most of his work, friendly colleagues as I never bother to stay back late, happy juniors cause I take up most of their work and never force them to stay back late… and happy family cause I am out of their way for about 10 hrs in a day and a pleased fiancé cause I finally said yes, well if you wish… :-)
So to say I have no worries. My biggest worry is that I have a head. A head that can think, that has opinions, that is sensitive to big issues of the world.
For example -- global warming, Narmada bachao andolan, the Mandal commission, sexual harassment at workplace, petrol price hike, rising crime against women, pollution and adulterated food, lesser number of birds at the okhla bird sanctuary, save tiger, save chiru, save rainforest, save red panda, save women, save children.
I believe that I am born with a purpose. For now maybe I can do very little for bigger issues faced by mankind. But the least I can do is think about what I can do and write at various forums, blogs, newspapers, magazine etc etc etc. and raise my fist and voice at gatherings and candle marches.
Wish I could worry less about the state of the world… but then it would be like wishing,
'I were not human any more…' Or worse than that … wishing, 'I was not a woman anymore.'
Posted By Diary of A Young Metro Woman - 3:39 PM Wednesday 30 August 2006
Good Read ... PB.
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Every sensitive person will worry about these issues because sensitivity connects you with other people & you start feeling that it's not happening to others but to you in different forms. So, what's happening to others is indirectly happening to us too and it's really a matter of concern for every sensitive soul.
much love, Rohit