Even the safest haven has been uprooted, even the calmest thought been provoked.Ĭomparisons seem an unavoidable chore, and pain is all I am left with.
Its this uncertainty, this rawness, that is scary.
I feel the change everyday, however small the delta. The Me, who comes out of each such day, is the one I carry forward. So diverse they are that I feel myself surrounding by these multitude of colours that continue pressing down on me heavier than ever.Ī friend termed this as 'quarter-life crisis', but I have never believed in the charm of compartmentalizing. It is this vulnerable openness around me, or some aberrant change in myself, that I have become aware of emotions around me at this magnitude. Situations mold a person in ways unimaginable. Its when one is forced to break one's own security, that one is left bewildered at a threshold this way. This might have happened before, a good 5 years earlier, maybe I could not name it then. Maybe the prospect of 'stepping into the unknown' has triggered it. Does this mean I am 'social' at last? Or does it mean the exact opposite? It seems more like a comparison than ever before. Life seems to have become a checkpoint of not my accomplishments, but of others'. How does our sane mind knowingly allow us to experiment with Paranoia? How can we even manage to claim confidence on another person's mind when we ourselves cannot predict our own impulse? How do we dare to trust ourselves on to another soul for safekeeping? That is the most fragile deal ever, right? If our own complexity affects us so much, think about how we are affected by the depths and shallows shown by people around us. Its amazing that we can be capable of such a level of complexity, without even the realization of building up to it. The one which you built, or the one which built you. And this, is your mind that we are talking about. It can take you from the bottom of an abyss to the zenith of your emotional roller-coaster. Its when you start analyzing it, can you understand it is waay beyond your grasp. The mind is a tremendously complicated abstract. Here's to more time with our heads up than buried in our gadgets, here's to be more aware of people and surroundings, here's to being real! Maybe a little music, to give your self a treat (and background music like in a movie!), but other than that, let's be real! Yes, it's easier in the virtual counterpart, but trust me, the euphoria is incomparable.
it's just funny and maybe concerning that we are losing touch with reality. Well, I am guilty of doing it too, but I love to pop my head up frequently to just see others too deep in their virtual realities, not caring two hoots about how beautiful the day is outside. May be in other places, people still choose to doze, admire their surroundings, and be more in the real world than the virtual. I should maybe associate this habit to the fact that we have good Internet speeds here in the US. but each has their head bowed and is found digging into the wonders of the Internet. Either reading, listening to music, watching videos, playing games. But now that you are not, you might as well be in the actual present tense and in the real world! However, majority of the commuters prefer to be on their phones. Agreed, you'd rather be snug in your bed than in a crowded bus. Please reply back if you continue to have problems.It's funny to me every time during my commute to work. I suggest going over calibrating, and changing Pen and Touch actions and see if you can get the pen working.
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This Microsoft document goes over pen and touch settings in Windows 8. Restart your tablet after updating to make sure that all updates have been applied.
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