COMPULSION


We often do the things which we as humans would never have attempted or thought of to attempt. We hate doing certain things and the human soul inside us should not be blamed for this. Most of  our personality is built during our childhood or teenage and throughout rest of our lives we carry the same. Nobody in the world is lucky enough to be in a situation where he/she is supposed to be natural. Most of the time we come across the situations where we are compelled to lie or act against our will. If not we reach to the verge of losing a job, a friend and sometimes a close family member too. The instincts in us is regulated not by us but by the situation around us. A person never is completely responsible for his/her actions. Our actions depend on the things we are going through or we have been through. But we never blame the timing. We rarely blame the situations. What we find easier to be targeted is the person involved.  
The person involved should not be held responsible for everything. The same person behaves differently at different occasions. Our motives are rarely wrong though they appear to be. Things or people around us shape our behaviour to a great deal. In the presence of a few people we freely express ourselves and bring the best out of us. Opposite to this, the presence of certain people curbs our efficiency and we feel trapped. In such situations we do not portray what we actually are.  As a result they take us to be wrong irrespective of their past experiences with us. 
There are many kinds of people around us. Some love us because  we are good to them, we like and respect them. At the same time we also have a lot which hates you because you have same compatibility issues with some other person. They consider you to be wrong because you find yourself unfit to a certain situation or person. To them it doesn’t matter how good or compatible you are to them. Here you as a person are not to be blamed. 
Human life is a saga of adjustments. Be it our home, workplace or the place we live in. We have to adjust ourselves according to the schedule of school, office, transport, weather and so on. There will not be a single person on this planet who hasn’t adjusted ever. In other words humans are compelled to adjust everywhere they go. Adjustment has become mandatory for human life.  Humans these days are compelled to follow the societal norms laid down by our ancestors be it logical or not. One who dares to challenge is black sheep. If we try to live life our lives on our own terms, its considered to be odd. People rarely can digest differences. 
No doubt through the ages of human development most of us have learnt to accommodate ourselves according to the wishes of others around us whether willingly or unwillingly. We seem to be productive and happier when we are in situation liked by us. And opposite to this when we are placed in a situation contrasting our personality and thought pattern we find ourselves trapped. This is the predicament of human life. Sometimes your intelligence becomes your enemy. Ernest Hemingway has very well said- “Happiness in an intelligent person is the rarest thing I know.” 
Intelligence stops you from ignoring the happenings around you and forces to be a thinker, meditator. If you can not control the situation you feel despair and here begins your unhappy state of mind. Then again comes the role of compulsion. It starts forcing you to accept the things as they are which your mind rejects. This dilemma is very hard to face. Then you start finding the ways to get rid of it. Sometimes by trying to accept, the other by substituting your different behaviour pattern to the current situation. Other which has no relation at all. Then you seem to be weird to people. Then again you start finding the ways to please them.
This a continuous cycle of compulsion, adjustment and ignorance. You feel compelled to go with the flow but find hard to adjust, then try to ignore everything and ultimately you fail. Then again you reach to point zero.

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