January 14, 2015
I have succumbed to this problem of adulthood and only now do I realize this. I wonder when I fell contracted this illness?
I realized recently that I have this insidious form of amnesia – I have forgotten what it is to laugh heartily. I have forgotten what it is to live lightly. I have forgotten humor. My mind is filled with all the seriousness of adult hood. It is filled with all the pains of adulthood. And all the not so happy memories – these I am unable to let go. And when I do finally let go of some of them, I seem to collect more pains in that emptied space. And the good memories just slide of. Where are they sliding away to? And why do I struggle oh so hard against these pains rather than just accepting them as a part of my adulthood?
And so now I wonder how do I go about curing myself? The easy answer is to just laugh. But when the laugh isn’t from deep in your heart, it does not help.
And so this year, I begin my search for the lightness of being, for the laughter and joy which all the books tell me is right here somewhere around me.
Written by Suprada Urval who loves to climb, read and build things. Follow me on twitter?