Degrees Of Choices

I find people in general to be very shallow, materialistic in a way and materialistic literally as well.

The obvious question, “Why?” has a very simple answer. A bit crude too. 

We always want the best

Technically, you can call that being smart. Consider two books, you buy the better one because you want to use your money right; a dress, you pick the most colorful and attractive one in your price range; a bag, you pick the coolest one; a phone, you pick the latest one…and it goes on… This essentially is just us, being smart and decisive. 

But then, these aren’t the only choices we make. We always go for the best, or at least desire it in every case scenario. In some of those situations the choices make us look a little bad, like, in a love triangle, between parents in a broken marriage or siding with two common friends in a dispute, a lover, a husband/wife, a kid for adoption, a foster family, an inspiration and such. 

We pick the best in these cases as well, don’t we? It’s not wrong but, it doesn’t seem right either. I know, I know, everything’s grey. 😛 It’s become my tag line lately. 

So, I’m just sitting here, pondering over the fickle human mind. So fickle that in the middle of the post if something more interesting is discovered we continue writing about that! 😀 I’m all for fun. Don’t you assume otherwise. Dropping things that bore me and moving on to the more interesting is like second nature to me. I always prefer the most amount of fun I can get just like everyone else. Sometimes even more! What has me thinking is that in the process of getting to the best part of things we don’t experience it in whole. Take the blog entry for example, as we move on to the more interesting stuff mid-way, what happens to what we started with? That was pretty intense too. Aren’t we losing some revelation by skipping out on that train of thought? 

We settle for something good, apt; then the state of mind gets a little shaky at the sight of something better which we just drop to procure the best! In this process we never really experienced the good, didn’t even get a good look at the better and haven’t really gotten to know the best either. It’s all so incomplete, don’t you think? This at least can be written off as a not-so-big loss. 

What about the above mentioned decisions where the heart comes into play? Does the girl simply choose the better guy? Yes, the ideal requirement is to pick the one she has stronger feelings for but the subconscious mind is always biased to the better one, is it not? 

How about two parents picking a child for adoption? or a foster child? Do they just look through and pick the child with more prospects of a successful life? As cruel as that sounds what other option do they have? It is a bit impractical to try and connect with each child and choose on the basis of some emotional factor. Even then, that as I said will be biased. 

The situation between two parents in the broken marriage is first of all very difficult. It’s something no child should have to go through. It’s hard, but it can’t be helped. Some parents are just oblivious to the pain and they can’t exactly be blamed because they don’t know what it’s like. What does the kid do then? Just pick the parent he/she is more fond of? (if there is even such a thing) In most cases this is a choice that can’t even be made! 

There are the simple choices, the conflicted ones which have a solution, the ones that don’t really have to be made, the ones that solely depend on emotions and then the difficult ones. While making them, all we can say to comfort ourselves of any resulting guilt or conflict would be that, we are only human. Here’s something that echoes my mind:

Do you know where your heart is?
Do you think you can find it?
Or did you trade it for something
Somewhere better just to have it?
Do you know where your love is?
Do you think that you lost it?
You felt it so strong, but
Nothing’s turned out how you wanted
                                         – Say(All I need), onerepublic

 

Ray of hope.

What is the worst feeling in the world? To me, it’s that sickening pit in my stomach when I have 20 chapters of chemistry left to study for an exam the next day! The disappointment at my incapacity. It’s almost intense enough to drown in. I’ve always hated this feeling. It’s the one thing that makes me lose my sense of balance, I know, ironic isn’t it? The girl with no fear (or at least that’s what he goes about pretending she is) is scared of tests.

Well it’s not ALL that juvenile if you think about it. 😛 What are tests?  It’s where you prove yourself and “test” your capabilities. So it’s okay to be nervous 😛 if your someone who craves perfection. And almost as if paraphrasing my fear in perhaps a much more dramatic way. I heard little Kal’s voice say, “The world’s too big, Mom”. I swear I almost choked on my food when I saw that sad little face hiding in the closet. I was watching man of steel. The one movie I swore I’d never watch. But then, procrastinating from studying seemed more important than keeping my word. 😛

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Superman who I hated. Who I referred to as the “nerd who is scared of a green rock” had all my attention. Maybe it was my nervousness, maybe it was because I’ve been thinking a lot about the future lately, but the story of a boy trying to find his place in the world, that was something I could totally relate to.

I have to believe that you were sent here for a reason. And even if it takes the rest of your life, you owe it to yourself to find out what that reason is

                              – Jonathan Kent

Even a child, alone in a foreign world with no one who even belonged to the same species could find his way when he was given a few words of encouragement. Is that all we need? That helping hand that guides the way when we’re lost. It almost makes you feel, anyone can be superman if they tried. What I loved most about the movie was that superman was no longer the embodiment of perfection. He infact was just another human with every little flaw. The only thing special about him (besides the death ray eyes and the whole hulk strength) was that he wanted to be good. It’s like a subtle message, you can achieve anything as long as there’s a little good in you. Hope. That’s what it gave me.

And of course the striking new additions would be the super hot guy and this New found sense of humour that super man movies seemed to miss all this while. It’s finally helped it fit in with the intimidating line of super heroes today’s cinema offers. Well Mr. Clark, err.. Superman we seem to have had a misunderstanding before 😀 you don’t seem all that bad afterall.