We are only human
It takes courage to opt for change. But without changes, life becomes stagnant.
The writer is an actor, an anchor and a model. She is currently the host of ‘Morning with Juggun’ on PTV Home and can be reached via twitter @JuggunKazim
We already live in a world full of tension, terrorism, trauma and inflation. On top of that, we seem to have turned into a nation of the living dead. There is this constant rat race that most of us are a part of and nobody seems to stop to smell the roses. Men and women work all the time and kids are in permanent jail cells — also known as schools.
You wake up in the morning, brush your teeth, get ready for work or get your kids ready for school, eat breakfast, start your day and basically follow the same routine day in and day out. Some days you pause in front of the mirror, when you actually have a second to spare in the day and look for the kid that seems buried deep inside you. You spot a wrinkle or a white hair and think, “Is this it? Is this really the only life I will live?”
We are all stuck in a rut, adults and children alike. Everything is scheduled. The idea for writing this was triggered off by a conversation with my friend who was complaining bitterly to me about how she is sick and tired of her life. Everything she did was according to a schedule. She wasn’t unhappy with the people in her life but with the sheer routine of things.
When I thought about my own life, I was disappointed to discover that even I was stuck in a similar situation. Wake up in the morning at 6am. Cuddle with my son for 15 minutes before heading off to work. After a full day of work, coming home to review Hamza’s homework and putting him to bed. Then finally, hanging out with my husband, usually to watch an episode of a series or a movie. Bedtime at 10pm. Yuck!
Why do we drive ourselves nuts and push ourselves beyond the limits of our patience and strength? Is it the desire to constantly achieve more? Or has everything and everyone become super competitive? Whatever has brought us to this point, the end result is that we have all become self-destructive in some way or form.
The school bags our children carry are so heavy that an adult can barely carry them. When I went to complain to my son’s school, they simply pointed they now make trolley bags as well, so he doesn’t have to carry all that weight. For God’s sake, it’s not the physical weight but the mental exhaustion that children experience that worries me. What happened to having a fun childhood and being carefree? Between school, tuition, structured sports and scheduled play times, our children now have no time to actually be kids.
Life is not meant to be just spent like a robot. It is supposed to be lived to the fullest, as if each day might be our last.
Given the weight of our routines, it is crucial to take time out to just relax and put up our feet. No matter how meticulously we plan out our future, things have a way of working out in their own way. I am not saying don’t try or don’t plan. I am just saying live a little. Take a break. Love yourself and others. It takes courage to opt for change. But without changes, life becomes stagnant. We don’t die. But we do lose that kid that lives inside all of us.
Published in The Express Tribune, May 12th, 2014.
You wake up in the morning, brush your teeth, get ready for work or get your kids ready for school, eat breakfast, start your day and basically follow the same routine day in and day out. Some days you pause in front of the mirror, when you actually have a second to spare in the day and look for the kid that seems buried deep inside you. You spot a wrinkle or a white hair and think, “Is this it? Is this really the only life I will live?”
We are all stuck in a rut, adults and children alike. Everything is scheduled. The idea for writing this was triggered off by a conversation with my friend who was complaining bitterly to me about how she is sick and tired of her life. Everything she did was according to a schedule. She wasn’t unhappy with the people in her life but with the sheer routine of things.
When I thought about my own life, I was disappointed to discover that even I was stuck in a similar situation. Wake up in the morning at 6am. Cuddle with my son for 15 minutes before heading off to work. After a full day of work, coming home to review Hamza’s homework and putting him to bed. Then finally, hanging out with my husband, usually to watch an episode of a series or a movie. Bedtime at 10pm. Yuck!
Why do we drive ourselves nuts and push ourselves beyond the limits of our patience and strength? Is it the desire to constantly achieve more? Or has everything and everyone become super competitive? Whatever has brought us to this point, the end result is that we have all become self-destructive in some way or form.
The school bags our children carry are so heavy that an adult can barely carry them. When I went to complain to my son’s school, they simply pointed they now make trolley bags as well, so he doesn’t have to carry all that weight. For God’s sake, it’s not the physical weight but the mental exhaustion that children experience that worries me. What happened to having a fun childhood and being carefree? Between school, tuition, structured sports and scheduled play times, our children now have no time to actually be kids.
Life is not meant to be just spent like a robot. It is supposed to be lived to the fullest, as if each day might be our last.
Given the weight of our routines, it is crucial to take time out to just relax and put up our feet. No matter how meticulously we plan out our future, things have a way of working out in their own way. I am not saying don’t try or don’t plan. I am just saying live a little. Take a break. Love yourself and others. It takes courage to opt for change. But without changes, life becomes stagnant. We don’t die. But we do lose that kid that lives inside all of us.
Published in The Express Tribune, May 12th, 2014.