Lights out Alice!
Why is travelling through hills and farms so mesmerizing?
Why does observing humanity from a distance and deriving knee jerk conclusions from a distance, which is practically judgmental and almost always wrong, pique such interest in me?
The ability of the mind to be set free, while travelling, albeit inside of a train, to get soaked into the different microcosms of society and life, across cities, villages, clusters.
I always feel that coming from the city and watching villages and farms roll by is a grim reminder that we know nothing of how work is done at the ground level. People, who are toiling in the brutal sun, their skin burnt to a crisp, toiling away day and night for crops like wheat and maize, something we take for granted. How bizarre it is that that person in a farm toils for 10 hours under the boiling and burning sun and gets to barely make a living whereas people in the cities sit in air conditioned spaces, work using their fingers, that also not all ten of them, and get paid at least a hundred times. The comparison is not to highlight the income disparity but what humanity takes for granted and what it values. Compensation is meagre for what is such a essential activity for human susentance. It does not even afford a decent quality of life. Although, this is me looking from the outside and comparing according to city standards without taking the time to figure out if it is actually the case. Maybe they are content with what they have and are satisfied with their life, something that eludes most people in the city, regardless of how successful they are in their careers.
#How and Why I like travelling:
I like travelling because it gives me a glimpse of the different ways people go about their days and the different ways they live their life. It gives me a chance to observe humanity, the good, the awkward, the different rituals and semantics. What is important is that it is always a wake up call since my mind has a habit of coming to the conclusion that there are only a few right ways of doing things and anything otherwise would be less efficient or incorrect.
But I have also observed that the best learning and observing adventures are had when I am travelling with my parents. They are more socially outgoing, I am a social recluse, so, by myself I would have never interacted with anybody enough to generate these conclusions about norms and practices.
In short, to effectively travel, I need extroverted people to accompany me, ones I feel comfortable with of course, who can go out and interact with the world and get me data that I can observe and feed upon.
#Another bad habit:
I don't get why I try to control my parents' behaviour in public. They are behaving normally, but for them I seem to have a shorter leash than usual. I get easily embarrased or angry at their actions, which is sad, because they did their best to show patience towards me when I was a kid. Sadly, after growing up, I lack the humility to show them the same level of grace. This is such an infuriating habit, because intrinsically I know that I should be behaving better, but yet I lose my calm trying to force my opinion. I think that I am trying to be too controlling and am trying to force other people, or my parents in this case, to conform to my views or way of acting.
#Where do I go wrong with my interactions with mom:
It’s not like I want to force my agenda on people. Given my mom’s intrinsic nature of being socially anxious, I understand the need to rely on someone who would be more likely to be there, which is more applicable to my dad than me.
What ends up happening is that I come on too strong putting across my point, wherein I try to force her to go out to an unknown situation, with me, a situation which would already be putting her in an uncomfortable position because it involves a lot of unknowns and a lot of variables.
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