Life in these crucial years could very often result in a debate, with pragmatic ideology and idealistic thinking being the two fronts. Living in idealism could grant atmost instantaneous gratification and joy though it may be short lived, on the other hand a realistic approach might be complimented with monotony, hardships, forcefull acclimatization but with far sighted success. The line between constructive dreaming and unconventional idealism being very bleak, it quite often possess a threat.
After months of living in a fiercely competitive society, an environment where one man would kill his counterpart for luxurious survival, a huge world made to seem like a small society with the technological findings, no time to think of nothing it felt amazingly great to get back to my shell, with no happenings in the outside world bothering a bit, with the state of mind being respected more than the state of survival, with socializing only with the handful and refraining from being puppets in the hands of the society. My few days of idealism, few days of permitted and uncontrolled thoughts, few days of living my life for myself, few days of escape from reality...
