I just had a bad day at work which must be so familiar for the millions of people out there who go to work every morning and as soon as they get there, they wanna go back home that very minute!
But does it ever happen to you that when things just do not go your way, you start questioning the very basics of life? Like today, I began asking myself - Why do we work? Why do we show a plastic smile most times? Why do we live in our offices more than in our living room of our cozy homes? Why oh why do we get up and leave the people we love?
Again - why do we really work? Let's face it, we do it to pay the mortgage and the college tuition and the cable bill and the credit card bills. We do it because if we didn't do it then our lives wouldn't work. But we don't just go to work for a paycheck either. Don't we go to seek progress? To innovate? To accomplish and feel accomplished? Shouldn't we enjoy our work rather than do it because we want to feed ourselves and our families? After all, it's not just about ending up where you want to be when you are 59, but it's also about making the most of the trip there. Is work really the end or is it a means to an end? We don't live to work, but we actually work to live. Right?
Then why on earth do we let ourselves get so upset over our work? We are all young just once and if we slog our days and nights through our youth in a race to get there, then haven't we lost the most beautiful times of our lives? What is it that we want to achieve in the end? Is running the race fastest the best experience ever? Or is it about the whole journey, about taking time to enjoy life's pleasures and the beauty it has to offer? Isn't it ironic how when we are out of work, we ache to get a job - just any job. And when we have a handsomely paid job, we crave for the days where we could sit back at home and have a peaceful cup of morning coffee not worrying about getting ready to go to work. It's like we can never make up our minds about which side of the grass is greener.
You know what? Do we really need to waste the golden years of our youth running around stressing about work, to realize in the end that it was not worth it after all. Coz in the end, we have just one life. And one day, we will all die. So I really would love to live it to the fullest and know that I gave it my best and I would give anything to live it all over again...
- Divya
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We get up because we can forsake money but that doesn't mean that others do. Truly money and greed are the root of all evil.
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