Live Or Survive?

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Becoming an earning member of the society and the family, finally at the age of 27, after 24 years of bondage with books, 10 years of romance with medicine and 3 years of love with surgery, life has just begun on a different world. This could either lead on to a sluggish stalemate or a momentous joy, though we are purely responsible for whatever end, we end in. 


There seems to be a fundamental mistake in our system. we tend to misunderstand that money is the climax, we seek at the end of the road. And that misunderstanding has made our lives miserable, leading to false and pseudo careers. Many don't reach the top of the mountain and those who do reach, fail to feel the magnificence of life.

"What's the point of coitus, when you can't feel it, the orgasm?"

The passions of the heart are left, starving..
The pride of the mind is overfed and obese..

The choice of the careers are being selected on the basis of amount of income, it generates rather than the joy and pleasure, it ought to.

The age at which the major decisions of our lives are made, we are mostly immature and amateur. We hardly know what is passion and differentiating heart from mind is a tedious job.

Our well-wishers telecast their thoughts and passions in our minds and we end up being a monitor for their CPUs killing and suppressing our own native thoughts and passions.

Imagine a world without money!
For instance, why would parents pester their children to study hard and get good marks if there is nothing called money! Hunt for premier jobs.. campus interviews.. Entrance examinations to get into higher specialty courses..etc etc.. the list is endless..
Many of them running on the fuel, MONEY.

Let who are genuinely interested in becoming an engineer, become one with heart.
Not everyone, who can afford or those who cannot afford medical profession.

what will become of the other so called " low interest groups" such as history, arts, literature, economics etc?

Most of the schools have their education system, pretty much messed up.
" mug up and vomit" " score high marks" 
All this to what end? - A seat in the professional college?
But what if he is not meant to be one?

The whole system is just crawling towards a point of no return!

Only after crossing this initial hurdle, many realize that they are living a life of a sheep in a herd and that they were never meant to be this.

Some discover their passion en route and relocate their path to success. 
They live with their hearts ruling in them.

Some merely end up with the herd and travel on their universal path to death. 
They never realize their passion. They never heed to their voice of the heart. They survive and let their mind do the talking and killing.

Comments

Mimu said…
Our education system is disoriented. It should nurture and let children blossom to best of their potential. Instead it teaches to express what world wants. An unnecessary competition has been created to make us run against our heart. My parents never told me what to do. We as new generation parents should teach our children what is life. Recognize them as an individual born to express himself instead of treating them like we own them and created them.
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