Not My Father’s Son

Here I am, sitting on my ass…
crawling into yet another year of existence…
getting older, getting miserable…
turning into someone i dont want to… 
turning into the one whom I call my father…

oh wait, not exactly like my father.  Back then when he was my age, he was already cradling a two-year old me. What a loser! didn’t have a penny in his account but liked to raise a family with no thoughts of what will become of their needs. I guess thats what the people’s mindset was back then, but its the way of our thinking that makes you, you and me, me.

You perhaps never thought that saving up enough for a car, house or even kids’ higher education was a good idea, under your circumstances a good idea would have been not to think about raising a family at all… or wearing a rubber … IYKWIM.  Being a man of rational ideologies, I differ from you in terms of how one raises a family. I am a strong believer of the fact that one should have sufficient assets available before he even ventures out in extending the group of people he calls ‘family’. One should have enough financial backing to live a decent life for himself than to sacrifice one’s own self. So after looking at my finances my situation in this regard is perhaps a little better than you but not good enough to start my own. So i better think about providing better facilities to my current family members (you people) than thinking of venturing out to the great unknown.

In addition, You find solace in religion, mine lies in technology, movies and computers…. both obsessions, not justifiable in rational terms as both of us try to escape the bitter reality and drown ourselves in our own self-proclaimed retreats.

So, enough talking… what am i trying to imply here? Do i have any more ‘bright ideas’ to follow in the coming dozen months? of course i have, otherwise why would i have wasted my hours writing this junk?

In the coming months, I promise myself NOT to be like my father by:

  • Never getting married. Thanks to the rotten piece of cake they tried to shove down my throat, the bad taste it left in my mouth has really gotten me back to my senses. So, the prime preference is improving your living standards… and there is still a lot of ‘to-do’ items in this list.
  • Taking a vacation every year. I mean a real vacation like saving up for it the whole year and spending it all in one go.
  • … and yeah, will let you take your ‘vacation’ too.
  • Partying out more. The real thing that soothes my mind.
  • A more limited and controlled participation in ‘family’ get-together.

Before I carry on with my self-proclaimed my-life-is-better-than-dads-life routine, here is a little something for you and others like you:

And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, "Speak to us of Children."

And he said:

Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts.
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.

– The Prophet, by Khalil Gibran

and here is a little message, from me to me:

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One Response to “Not My Father’s Son”

Asad Malik August 9th, 2011 at 1:01 am

The thing I’ve loved most in this post is your couple of lines “So i better think about providing better facilities to my current family members (you people) than thinking of venturing out to the great unknown.” Loved that man.. really

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