Monotous, Everything seems to get monotonous. Human mind craves to do something, not for a very long time. The monotony, the same routine, the usual lifestyle gets to you at times.
Monotony defines the way one's going to live his next day. There is no sense of eagerness, every question seems to have an answer, there ceases to exist any reason for expectance. With everything one does, at every phase of life there's this stretch of time when your routine of life gets static. The everyday life seems to be defined by a set of paramters, the mornings, the days, the evenings, the nights all have a schedule which is hard to get out of.
The conventions of life force's one to stick to a systematized way of living. 'Same is boring', I had read somewhere but is there a way out? The stark reality is everyone is bound to live a monotonous stretch. There is no escaping out of it. Even the satisfied man who does what he really likes to gets tired of doing it when he's forced to, to live.
Somethings are impossible and getting away from the monotony of life is one of them.
4 comments:
aiyyo paavam....kya karen macha....what is the problem now?
sigh. it's just this new fold everyone's getting into... something like richard gere's character in shall we dance... maybe you'll find an interesting exit soon.
but there's some sort of comfort in monotony, as distressing as it is. at least the predictable mindlessness of the entire thing is calming in some way. and while our entire lives are structured around waiting for something to happen, the monotony only goes to serve that waiting, and inexplicably explain that something when it does come round.
i hope that made sense. heh.
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