It feels nice to be finally out of that annoying teen age as I am now. All that confusion, all those changes, the talk of maturity, and breaking some rules now and then. What was all that about? I think now, that the problem was information. There was just too much information shoved on to me. Trying to figure out which was a good philosophy and when things didn’t work out that way, I always had to adapt and change my opinions. There was always a clash of emotions and work and the tireless struggle to think how both could be one, not to mention the thought of utopia. Clearly, the missing ingredient was— Clarity.
When I say maturity, I actually mean to say clarity. To get a break in life, what is more important than any philosophy is, how you prioritize activities. There is a need, and let’s face it, to form a distinction between work and emotion. These always were two different things. There is no potential for a mix. I am in college pursuing mechanical engineering and 80 percent of the student population is either interested in bunking lectures or looking for a person of the opposite sex to talk to, or both of these. Do these things have to be done during class hours? Did these people join an intensive program such as this to pursue these activities? Why does it appear to be so? Such is the reality around here that some of my peers wish me to do the same. I don’t. It can wait. I can wait. Its a matter of four years, a time well spent preparing for life and its pleasures.
Is it such a crime to have financial independence as a primary goal…A battle between work and emotions in my current disposition is a lost one as far as emotion is concerned. Not that I am a rock; I just think there is a time for everything…prioritzing is key. I do admit that yes, I probably do crave for the company of a girl I love. It is bound to happen someday. Its not something I can escape.
It is only because someone understood this, that there are workplaces and there are recreational centers and there is home. They are different in all respects except for the fact that there is a biological life form called a human being involved. The atmosphere, the furniture, the decor, the mental disposition is different. If work and emotion could mix… it is but a teenager’s dream, a premature one. Clarity of thought is, maturity.
