The Rat Race

Welcome to “The Rat Race” To all those who have just started their new jobs/career, it’s a bigger rat race with lot many people to race with. We wake up every morning just to ensure that we are also part of that rat race where everyone has some goal, might be an illusion, to achieve. In this race there is no time for people to feel/express their emotions as it’s a race where you are judged by your A4 size certificate and how big your pay check is. You just don’t have time to think about whether the race you are running is worth it or not. Our actual life starts when it’s a Friday evening and stops Sunday night. We only live on weekends and again continue to race from Monday morning. 

 

Not many are sure what race one is running and why they are running this race. When you join the rat race, the door is wide open but as you race along the door gets too narrow and some drop out in the midway. For us success is defined by people who have gotten through that narrow door. The irony which we miss here is when a person wins this race, he/she might be alone and there is none to share his/her success defined by rat race. From Monday to Friday we are all machines that are destined to do only one thing, run this rat race or made to believe that you are a loser. We have all been there before, aren’t we…??

But somewhere in this rat race some opt to drop out either it’s too difficult or they just realize that this rat race is not what they want to live for. That’s right, dropping out to live life are treated by society as the biggest losers in life, but you know they are the ones who took a stand to just live life and not be defined by people who are just running this rat race. They realize that the road they are traveling is not worth wasting one’s life for.  

We are meant to believe that life is lived only from Friday evening till Sunday night and not beyond. This isn’t your life and you know that. The irony is most people if not all, remember only those time spent between Friday evening till Sunday night than what happens between Monday to Friday.

Before you let know others that this rat race is not your road to live life, you need to let yourself know first. To let yourself know, you need to force your way out of this rat race. The hardest part is not breaking away from this rat race but to convince yourself that another path, another road is there that leads you to live what you dreamt off. If you don’t build your life, your little life the way you want to, then that will be the biggest regret of your life. Success is not only defined by money, qualification, designation but it can also be defined by Satisfaction of running away from the rat race and running into something magical called Living Life.

To conclude,

“Success is not only defined by money, qualification, designation but it can also be defined by Satisfaction of running away from the rat race and running into something magical called Living Life. A little life that awaits your presence from Monday to Friday provided you make a conscious choice to accept it”

Prashanth

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A Detour To Reclaim Your Life

Life seems very busy these days, isn’t it? Someone got married, someone went abroad and someone else got a job. These are some of the reasons that makes your Life narrower and sucks the interesting part of Life. I am not being rude here, but these are the observations, which I could make from speaking with my friends/dear ones who fall under any of the busy categories I have mentioned above.

Some month’s back I got a job and everyone knows how it feels to start earning some money. You feel liberated because you need not ask your friends/family for money for some small expenses like, eating out, going for movies and all other stuff.

When we were in college days, we didn’t have money as we were not earning that time but had enough time to enjoy small things in Life. These days we have money, designation, but don’t have time to enjoy the things, which we so badly wanted to do in life, what an irony isn’t it?