Recently, a friend told me that I have been busy for a week or so. He was quite proud of me being busy and encouraging me to be busy and I was also taking it as a compliment. In the past week, I had engaged in many works related to an organisation and working in multiple projects at the same time. So, I was happy with myself.
Later, I thought that this sense of pride in being “busy” , “engaged” maynot be as great as I thought. Being busy means not having enough time for oneself, your friends, family and loved ones. This doesn’t sound right but we still possess the sense of pride in this feeling. But may be we are wrong. May be my pride in being busy is just the projection of social work values into my brain. Rather than being busy, life would be more beautiful if I was free. I would have great time to enjoy the nature, spend times with the people who matter the most and make use of my finite time. What’s life if there is no joy.
So nowadays I feel being “busy” , “engaged” isn’t as rosy as I thought. May be we should take our busy-ness as a burden rather than a pride. May be we should live a little more. I don’t know whether these thoughts are really from me or just a male of early 20s who lives off his parents income. Nevertheless I think our mentality towards being busy should be evaluated in timely manner to enjoy our life a little more…