i was given a choice today. again. not something which I would have liked to be subject to. but hey! how many people actually get to choose, you may have this retort back at me!
so yes, I guess, I am fortunate enough. I at least did get to choose. although the choices were something akin choosing between "open fire" and a "boiling pot of oil" . lesser of the two evils. yes, that's the term, if I may.
so. in all, I chose something which was the lesser of the two evils. here, point in case being, the term "evil" is purely relative. and in this situation, the point of reference being yours truly.
so now, the question may arise, as to what was the choice(s). and for that, I need to rewind. as an after-thought, if only I had Hermione's time-turner, it would have been so much more easier and less messier. but hey! I can go on wishing as much as I want.
I am an art-sy kinda person. I like going to exhibitions. I like going to performances. fine art, et al.
you get the idea. anywho, cutting to the chase, there is an art exhibition happening (i say "is", because it still is in progress, as i write). the exhibition is about all the handmade crafty things - jewellery, textiles, garments, pottery, utensils, shoes, bags, paintings, and so on. i was pretty much psyched about going there.
i was being told by mamma, that i should always involve him in all these things, and not do them alone. i did. i asked if we can go. he took his time, and then said yes. i was ecstatic. i still asked him when would he want to go. i presented him with all the details, like when does it open, when is the closing, where is this happening, what are the various modes of reaching that place, etc etc. more like, you think of it, as to regarding information, and i had it. I figured, that it was my responsibility, because, as is, it is something i am interested in, and he has agreed to go with me.
if i would have had my way, i would have loved to be there from little earlier than 1645 hrs. but then, afterall, he did agree to go with me, so i can also agree to his timing.
it was all decided, to leave from home at 1600 hrs.
just 15 minutes before, he tells that he needs to be positively back by 2000-2010 hrs as he has a match to see, which cant miss.
so now, when i plan or envision a 'going out', i see it from a leisure perspective. meaning, i cant go out and be at leisure, with the thought that i have to be positively back by so-and-so hour constantly playing at the back of the mind. then it becomes a chore for me - like, it was something that i had to do and hence i am doing it. there is no enjoyment left, if it ceases to be "leisure", and i am positive that everyone will agree.
but well, this toon happens. lesson learnt.
i was being told to always try to look from other's perspective.
i told him, that we wont go because, if i have to go with the thought of coming back by a certain time constantly playing at the back of my mind, then cant enjoy. and the fact that i wanted to go there in the first place was because i wanted to have a leisurely time spent. maybe could have even bought something from there, in my original plan. maybe could have gone and sat on the chowpatty or walked along the stretch. maybe would have sat down at some place and just talked. that was my idea of leisure.
but well, ideas do differ. and hence, the very "term".
so, i told him, lets not go, you watch your match. we'll go tomorrow, or i will go tomorrow or we wont. maybe the next time.
but what happens when all you are greeted with is adamancy. I remember what I was being told by mamma. and I followed it to the T.
I was being told to choose from the following:
1. we go today only because that was the original plan
2. I can choose not to go, but if I don't go, then I will be disrespecting him. and that goes without saying, that I was already "apparently" creating a scene.
so well, I couldn't be the cause of disrespect. I have been taught better.
so I went. I went because I had to. so that its another tick in the box. so that, it is never said ever that in this case, i disrespected him.
what happened to my enjoyment?
well, I will figure that out on my own eventually.
but today, I did what I was being told to do by mamma.
I went. saw the exhibition. didn't make any fuss. and made it a point that we are back home by that time.
today, I passed with flying colors.
so yes, I guess, I am fortunate enough. I at least did get to choose. although the choices were something akin choosing between "open fire" and a "boiling pot of oil" . lesser of the two evils. yes, that's the term, if I may.
so. in all, I chose something which was the lesser of the two evils. here, point in case being, the term "evil" is purely relative. and in this situation, the point of reference being yours truly.
so now, the question may arise, as to what was the choice(s). and for that, I need to rewind. as an after-thought, if only I had Hermione's time-turner, it would have been so much more easier and less messier. but hey! I can go on wishing as much as I want.
I am an art-sy kinda person. I like going to exhibitions. I like going to performances. fine art, et al.
you get the idea. anywho, cutting to the chase, there is an art exhibition happening (i say "is", because it still is in progress, as i write). the exhibition is about all the handmade crafty things - jewellery, textiles, garments, pottery, utensils, shoes, bags, paintings, and so on. i was pretty much psyched about going there.
i was being told by mamma, that i should always involve him in all these things, and not do them alone. i did. i asked if we can go. he took his time, and then said yes. i was ecstatic. i still asked him when would he want to go. i presented him with all the details, like when does it open, when is the closing, where is this happening, what are the various modes of reaching that place, etc etc. more like, you think of it, as to regarding information, and i had it. I figured, that it was my responsibility, because, as is, it is something i am interested in, and he has agreed to go with me.
if i would have had my way, i would have loved to be there from little earlier than 1645 hrs. but then, afterall, he did agree to go with me, so i can also agree to his timing.
it was all decided, to leave from home at 1600 hrs.
just 15 minutes before, he tells that he needs to be positively back by 2000-2010 hrs as he has a match to see, which cant miss.
so now, when i plan or envision a 'going out', i see it from a leisure perspective. meaning, i cant go out and be at leisure, with the thought that i have to be positively back by so-and-so hour constantly playing at the back of the mind. then it becomes a chore for me - like, it was something that i had to do and hence i am doing it. there is no enjoyment left, if it ceases to be "leisure", and i am positive that everyone will agree.
but well, this toon happens. lesson learnt.
i was being told to always try to look from other's perspective.
i told him, that we wont go because, if i have to go with the thought of coming back by a certain time constantly playing at the back of my mind, then cant enjoy. and the fact that i wanted to go there in the first place was because i wanted to have a leisurely time spent. maybe could have even bought something from there, in my original plan. maybe could have gone and sat on the chowpatty or walked along the stretch. maybe would have sat down at some place and just talked. that was my idea of leisure.
but well, ideas do differ. and hence, the very "term".
so, i told him, lets not go, you watch your match. we'll go tomorrow, or i will go tomorrow or we wont. maybe the next time.
but what happens when all you are greeted with is adamancy. I remember what I was being told by mamma. and I followed it to the T.
I was being told to choose from the following:
1. we go today only because that was the original plan
2. I can choose not to go, but if I don't go, then I will be disrespecting him. and that goes without saying, that I was already "apparently" creating a scene.
so well, I couldn't be the cause of disrespect. I have been taught better.
so I went. I went because I had to. so that its another tick in the box. so that, it is never said ever that in this case, i disrespected him.
what happened to my enjoyment?
well, I will figure that out on my own eventually.
but today, I did what I was being told to do by mamma.
I went. saw the exhibition. didn't make any fuss. and made it a point that we are back home by that time.
today, I passed with flying colors.
