Wyvern

mindless rambling.

“You’re just experiencing a quarter life crisis” she said condescendingly while sipping on her espresso. I looked away as I realised there was no point taking this conversation any further. This was a little over a year ago when I told her I was resigning & relocating.



I remember when I was 21, I set a goal for myself: by the time I am 25 I will own my own BMW. When I was 24, I could have bought myself just that. But I just didn’t crave for it anymore. I didn’t see the point of owning a fancy car. If anything I pulled a complete 180. I quit my job in a well renowned financial institution, let go of a promising career that just didn’t seem to fit me anymore and decided to see where I go. Times change, People change. Often heard that, now I actually experienced it. [Though one might argue that the general traits and characteristics will never change]. Always makes me wonder why are people so rigid in their ways, they believe theirs is the only way and everything else is wrong. Everyone has dreams and ambitions. However, most often we meet people who try to force their ideals on to you. Most often I hear my peers talking about their plans –chalked out to the very last detail. [I may have even been there at some stage] How the MBA course that they are going to do will be the best and how things would be perfect after. Everyone needs that little incentive to move on. But is everyone that eager on the destination that they forget about the journey itself?


I’m reminded of the opening lives of a poem we studied in school...


What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
                      – from “Leisure” by W.H. Davies




Since I started work again about six months ago, I have met a lot interesting people and shared various experiences. Seen the way they’ve challenged life or how they’ve succumbed to it. There are a few who will still smile when the whole world is crumbling around them – most often looking to the lighter side of life and/or realising that there isn’t any point to cribbing about it [no one honestly gives a fuck – they around just so they feel better about themselves]. There are those as well, who’d make a mountain of EVERYTHING – sit and complain about it all. I guess they just need that extra attention [constantly]. A rare kind but then you meet those as well, who will never let their personal lives interfere in a day’s work. Guess there is enough drama as it is, why add more on to others and themselves.


I guess in all of this incoherent rambling what I am trying to say is that, the journey matters more to me than the destination. We don’t often cross the same path twice, so let’s make the most of what we can at that point and move on. When I get to where I am going, I want to look back on good memories and NOT just long hours of work/study and all those missed opportunities.

We forget to live a little and enjoy life...
At the end of the day...

How far have we really come?