Thursday, June 14, 2012

The Importance of Being Unimportant

Conflict: there is something about this word; it refers to the inner tussle, the tug-of-war between your body and soul, mind and heart, the left and the right brain; it captures all the inconsistencies and dilemmas of your life; it tries to free you from your inhibitions, yet holding you back in your comfort zone.

Lately, I had been thinking a lot about my own conflicts, wondering if they are even worth the tag of “conflicts”, because let’s face it, unlike Manmohan Singh, who has to choose between roles of national importance stooges, my conflicts are strictly mundane: “should I cook gobi or bhindi?”, “should I skip work on the pretext of headache or tummy ache?”, “should I wear my favourite dress or the full-sleeved salwar kameez?” or “should I consider an alternative career in Reality TV or Hedge Accounting?”

So what do I do to address these conflicts? I deal with them in the most mature way possible: MAINTAIN STATUS QUO, i.e. sit at home, order pizza butter chicken and watch Denmark vs. Portugal on my NEW DIGITAL TV, armed with a Toblerone bar. So yes, my life is as lame and uneventful as it gets, with my dilemmas as insignificant as Mamata Banerjee’s tantrums.

Should I be happy that my life is so childishly simple?
Should I be thankful that I have no deep dark meaningful dilemmas?
Or should I CREATE complications just to make my life a little more exciting, a little more interesting and a little less mundane?

The ‘con’ in conflict is trying to delude me into believing that I am made for better things, that I deserve more from life, that I am not just an ordinary girl with ordinary dreams and ordinary dilemmas

6 comments:

xibi said...

Loved it.... Especially the last line...

Nefertiti said...

@xibi
thanks... m sure it's true for most people out there!

xibi said...

yeah it is... by the way i put the last line in your post as my status msg... hope you won't mind :) ...

Nefertiti said...

@xibi
mind?? m flattered!!!

Carpe Diem! said...

Definitely reality TV. Accounting, in all it's forms, is a reincarnation of Satan himself.

Nefertiti said...

@carpe diem

sigh... sadly I was not good enough for reality tv either!! talk about 'good for nothing'...