Embracing Imperfection

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Thanks to social media we’re bombarded with a volley images of beauty photo shopped to perfection, picture perfect relationship moments and postcard like vacations. We share carefully scripted and manufactured moments of our lives for sharing with friends and family. What about our fears, our weak moments, our vulnerabilities and fragilities? Well, they lay buried under the debris of the stories we weave and the images we share on-line. What makes it worse is most people who consume these anecdotes and stories consider this our only reality

Everyone has their own set of demons to fight. Battles to conquer. No one I know has ever had it easy, a smooth run. There are peaks and troughs, but what we see instead are airbrushed moments of joy and success.

This has set most of us on a wild goose chase .But this quest for perfection in any sphere is a mirage. It takes away from us the ability to value and cherish what we’ve got. We’re forever searching for that ephemeral perfection which we’re never quite able to meet. Because we seldom know what it looks like.

Won’t it be just be a whole lot easier to breathe easy and share instead what we really feel and not what we want to project? Focus on how the imperfections and quirks in our lives and our relationships actually add the extra zing and spice. It is actually our fragilities, our imperfections and scars that make us more human and relatable. Let us just make peace with them instead of battling them.

Of Armchair Critics and Activists..

Off late I have been mulling a lot over why are so we quick to criticize, cut people to size and jump to conclusions ? I haven’t been able to find quite an answer. But I have seen that the more I get lost in this online maze of opinions, the more I realize bashing people, trashing ideas and unwarranted sarcasm seem to be the most popular forms of expression and almost the norm on most social platforms. I may be exaggerating but that’s something which comes naturally to the generalizer and speculator in me ! Verbal barrages, sparring and duels seem to be the only ways we seem to  communicate virtually. If Facebook is for the narcissist in each of us then Twitter is the ideal place to satiate our intellectual aspirations and leanings. And by intellectualism we  seem to think we need to be perpetual naysayers, voice our opinions on everything under the sun and berate anything “popular” . This pseudo sort of rebellion ; where does it really lead us? Like our predecessors we seldom have the courage to stir people and take the streets to propel a cause or take a stand but we seem to think being critical is all it takes to be classified as an intellectual. Tearing someone’s piece of work (literary, art or cinema) to shreds is something most of us have the ability to do. But do we look within, trying to think what is it that we’re capable of creating?  No we don’t we are so busy with our pert virtual noses in the air; metamorphosing into a generation of know it all, verbose self-proclaimed critics and armchair intellectuals.  It’s as if anonymity and the freedom of the online world turns even the minions in us into a mammoth Goliath .We  don  personas few of us can relate to in real life ( Sometimes I feel we barely have a real persona, the virtual avatar swallows up with us being perpetually online)

No I am not Kapil Sibal’s advocate nor someone whose been at the receiving end of such criticism , so sorry to disappoint you  it isn’t  my effort at salvaging a wounded ego. I am very much a part of this online tribe and I too am guilty often of what I describe here. I am all for freedom of speech and thought; bringing about change, taking stands on social issues and all of that. Sometimes I do feel we need to be a little mindful and perhaps a tad sensitive before we launch into tirades against anyone or anyone’s creative efforts.

Armchair activism and being socially aware; the ability to be objective  are something I would love to imbibe. They ignite the much needed fire in our minds. Give our banal lives a passion,and a zeal for us to think and look beyond our arrogant metropolis existences.

But when activism and objectivity begins to border on unnecessarily maligning people and spewing venom for the sake of making you’re presence felt. I think it’s time for me to watch my steps. I can speak only for myself for who am I to sit on judgement on everyone else?

Anti-Social Rambles

We’re such a lot of nosey parkers and voyeurs aren’t we? Especially Celebrities and their babies can keep us glued to our Televisions and PCs like nothing can !! I am referring to a certain Bachchan clan and the nation’s obsession with them. News channels seem to amble on endlessly about how the Big B’s grand-daughter is the future Miss World, how she resembles Aishwarya …blah blah blah.. If we were to be half as interested in our own lives as we are in those of celebrities..it would do us a world of good 🙄 I would always pity celebrities for being under the constant glare and gaze of the media. But it took my slow self some time to fathom they thrive and bask the undiluted attention !!

Speaking of media..can we forget the potent power the social media wields today ?? Whether its promoting a rather average film like RaOne, taking potshots at Sharad Pawar being at the receiving end of the ire of a rather tempestuous gentleman ( who’s acquired celeb status overnight !!)  or the rather mundane and monotonous song Why This Kolaveri Di which has taken the digital world by storm overnight ( I am still trying to figure out what made this such a hit !!)

Undoubtedly we have the power to air our opinions and access to information and events in real-time..but have we ever paused and thought of airing these opinions responsibly. Anything goes on to become a rage or hype with a little push on the Twitters and Facebooks of the world.. I just we’ve just let the distinctions blur and blend and are so overpowered by ” social” opinion  that we fail to make choices for ourselves !! I say all this without the intention of trying to influence your opinion by the way 😉