Hi friends, the other day i was on the telephone conversing with a friend of mine. After the customary hellos
and "how do you do"s , our conversation just drifted to the arena of "social life". Living alone for an extended period of time makes you so much comfortable with yourself that you just stop relishing the value of people and the values a truly social life of give and take can give you. My friend was critical of the word 'space', that is the personal space we crave for inside a relationship as well as inside your home, however sweet it may be. Every youngster of today has built around him or her one such elaborate space , a movable space around their person which they carry around wherever they go. Every person seems to live in an invisible space with the no entry sign visible in their attitude. The healthy nature of this behavior stands yet to be judged and it is solely reliant on how far and how high does this attitude take you and for how long are you yourself truly benefited by it in a moralistic sense applicable to true ideals and destiny. Is this space overrated? As we spoke on the need to keep in touch with people to stay true to the value of life and giving love in order to receive we happened to talk on the word 'hobby' and its significance in today's world.
Dear friends this word hobby has really been a maggot in my head for about say at the least 15 years, to be more exact from when the era of television telecasts and the much loved internet took siege of our lives.
   Even the latest most successful thrillers or romances or non-fictions betray me by robbing me of my time , but not giving back the true relaxation i crave. Or should i say, i am knocking on the wrong door. Such is the extent of adrenaline rush that you experience in every corner you reach in your quest for relaxation from the busy world you live in. But this truly is a very unnatural high, very far from the true peace or as my friend quoted 'tranquility' that stays long. This lovely idealistic tranquility is found in those waves on the seashore as you gaze longingly at the lovely colorful children playing in abandon as my grand mom would say or the analysis of the cloud and its magic ways from your terrace or  in the depths of soulful melodious songs or lyrics that play in your mind unmindful of the creator's identity. Those were the days of yore, when the classics and poems would take you into the sunshine depths of your soul in every backyard. Now, the quest for a classic or the time or even the most simple backyard or terrace seems to be so far fetched in this monstrous world we created. So dear pals the next time you yearn for some relaxation or peace please be ready to deny your body the adrenaline rush it craves from a video game or a thriller or the rays from your idiot box and go for the mountain slopes or the beach or the poet or musician in you or just your little dining table to just watch your family without judging them to gain the true peace, the tranquility that will charge you up like no other. This is the path to spiritual awakening and hope we are wise enough to show our children the way by helping them develop real hobbies. All we need is the will. "To stand and stare" as Wordsworth said seems to need more will from us than even topping the examination. So stand, stare and teach your children too that they too need to stand and stare to find themselves, themselves and ourselves that we lose everyday in the busy metallic streets of life.

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