Change, Its Only Natural

Humans are creatures of habit. We like familiarity. It’s in our traditions to like to stay the way we are. We like what we’re used to. So often, when we’re faced with a choice between two elements, one familiar and the other mysterious, we’d choose the familiar. It can’t be helped. It’s only part of nature.

Look at art, architecture, dance, education. All these realms resist change and only accept it in trickles and drips. Take architecture for instance, it took years before the modernist movement started getting recognition. It started in the early 1905 but only after 25 odd years of pushing and struggling did the modernist approach gain acceptance by the public. Change is hard.

The only reason why change is hard, is you. That inherent fear hibernates in familiarity but manifests itself like a shroud veiling your eyes when an opportunity to change comes. You’d hear yourself saying: Its impossible! Preposterous! What a crazy idea!

But Change is what makes reality possible. Change is what drives the human mind forward. Change is the propellant for technological advances. Change is that piggy bank waiting to be smashed open. Change is when you feel that rush of freshness shooting up your spine. Change is that ethereal lightness in your body. Change is the moment you spread your wings and leap. Change is the only constant. To change is to be human.

Its easy to shun change, but when an opportunity for change that can benefit you trods along, pull onto its reins and ride it like an adventure! You never know where you’ll end up at.

Smile!

The Chains that Bind

Like invisible hands they clutch around your throat,slowly squeezing the life out of you until you're nothing but an empty shell. Ever felt like that?

Expectations; they come in many forms,obvious and transient. We all experience expectations every day,from our parents,friends,lover,the environment we grow up in and of course ourselves. They are there to guide us and inspire us to excel. But sometimes,having too much of it just constricts us with it's invisible tendrils. That's the feeling we get when we don't live up to expectations.

The problem is we have been educated since we were young that expectations are ok and they form part and parcel of our life. Yet our parents do not know that the feeling of disappointing them by not fulfilling their expectations is so painful,like a blunt knife slowly cutting into us. Where else can we go to express such pain without getting looked down on but hiding it within ourselves?

At this point,for some,depression slowly creeps in. Like water seeping through your clothes it slowly crawls up your skin. Let's spare our friends and family of this torture.

Parents,please don't place too high expectations on your children. I know we all want our kids to be the next einstein or bill gates. But sometimes giving them space and freedom to explore and find the path that they really enjoy venturing on is much more beneficial than to nag at them about being a doctor or a lawyer.

Break free of expectations that bind you. They are like heavy lead weights tied around your ankles. Let them go. Take a breather. Get away. Smile :)