Zen or Cuckoo?

 

There was a time when I had no dreams. I lived life and took it as it came living in the present not worried about the consequences of my actions. It sounds dreamy but I do regret that . I could have done so much more if I had an ambition , if I had dreams back then when I was young. 

Life just happened in a flow . I got good grades not because I earned it . I somehow could do that. At school, I do not remember studying at home . At all. I still got good grades. Then came the time to decide what to do next. I choose Engineering because I did not want to work hard. I barely learnt or attended classes but managed to pass though not with high grades as I did in school . 

Anyway , at some point I grew up or started being normal. I do not remember when it was . But I started having dreams only to prove that I can do it. I guess it was the facebook era. Going somewhere for the sake of photos. Posting your kids milestones for the world to know. But then I came back to reality. 

I still do not know why I fell into it . I loathe the people who do it today. I am now out of social media and my dreams are different . I do things that make me happy. Isn't that great ? I am not sure . I stopped switching jobs because my current job makes me happy though I may be paid much more if I switch. Slowly , I stopped doing things to make others happy and today I feel I am in a Zen. What makes me most happiest today is playing with Pran. 

I adore this age of his where he is not yet a teen , he is still my little boy but he can play at my level. Ping-pong matches with him , uno , badminton , cricket as a family and now Rummy. 

I love my job because it gives me the flexibility to do these things that I love . Anyway , I am not sure if it is me being lazy that is in turn posing to be me being content. Or did I lose my sanity where I do not really care for anything much that other adults seem to care about ?