Generation Y: What to Expect?

The Initiators Of B-Corporations; Goal Oriented, Environmental Friendly, Team-Oriented & Ambitious!
Will these Tech-Savvy & Globalized individuals lead to a Better world!

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This has been based on the statistics provided by a survey.

Dreams Die….

We all see dreams, we all visualize them with our eyes wide open… you did too right?

We all see what’s inside our heart and what we are capable of achieving!

Then you start getting older, probably reaching late teens and following a path formulated long ago by your parents. It’s not that they forced you to do so; it’s just easy to follow that.

The struggle to get in the best school and the fight to win the battle of board marks. The fight is so overpowering that the ability to look through things get to an unconscious part of our brain. The unconscious; which is not only hidden but it is hidden forever.

Soon you start spending the momentous time of your life, the university life. Freshmen….a nascent follower trying to adapt to the culture of the locals with no rationale of what lies beneath the superficiality. Sophomore, a time spent learning, enjoying and hoping to get used to the atmosphere of your university. Junior year, a realization of what talents you had when you were 15 and now what are you left with? Anyways we still continue enjoying what the university and others defined as enjoyment for us.

Finally the finale of your university life begins….thinking about the last few years and yet confused about your future is the next dilemma that awaits you. You enjoy and hope to get the best job out of every opportunity available.

Then you graduate, with a robe and degree you take picture and sooner or later you find a job. May be not in your dream organization but somewhere you’ll end up earning some good money and enjoying an independent life.

But now that unconscious dream of making it big starts breathing again!

You can’t sleep at night because the frustration of not actualizing your talents is somewhere still awake. You buried it! Yes! You buried it deep down…but in the corner of your spinal cord it still possesses a space to pull adrenaline in your veins.

You suddenly seem depressed because that adrenaline is now dead….making you feel dead. The death of your dreams due to your own cowardice, family’s pressure or anything in the world is ultimately affecting you. You are married, have two cute kids and want to see them in the best corporate world making millions or want to marry your daughters to the best husbands available in the world who will provide them comfort. But unconsciously what you want might lead to the death of their dreams….might kill what was just killed inside you! You lived the life of a human just leaning over success or blindly following the epitomes of a happy family but did you attain happiness?

Think about it……since there is always an opportunity yet unveiled….

 

The Average Man

Moods…Emotions…Life….
What an incredible blend of laughter, sadness, melancholy, and ecstasy….life is just amazing isn’t it?
Sorrows, devastation, everything sometimes compel us to end Life. But we still live it!
Why? Why do we spend our time crying waiting for a shoulder to appease our excruciating soul?

This question sometimes is mind boggling, but sometimes it’s also a source of understanding a perception of life which is not just ‘Skin Deep’.
I like walking my way to my university or to travel by any local medium of transportation. To put it in rather common words, I enjoy every moment I spend observing the ‘Average man’ of Pakistan.

I am supposed to live my life in the boundaries of an ‘Elite’ class university, where everything just seems perfect. Everyone is accepting and everyone has the basic ‘Freedom’ to be the way they like to be. It’s perfect, just perfect!

Others might find this atmosphere interesting or the transformation of a dream world into reality. But for me, it’s just fake, the fakeness of accepting someone just to be the part of the ‘elites’. Fakeness, because so that we learn to hide your biases instead of eliminating them.

For me it’s suffocating because in fact it slowly and gradually diminishes the acceptance of a ‘Common Man’ within its circle. Everyone seems to be running to pretend to be the acceptor whereas at the same they all are afraid of becoming the one who needs acceptance!

I was also suffering from this acceptance trauma just like my fellow ‘Educational elites’ till a few months ago. Whenever I looked at a simple poor female travelling with her pack of 3 little children or an old slightly smelly old man…I simply loathed them. But then my inner accepting elite would ask me to be pretentious and to act as nice as I could.

But why was I pretending that way? And who did I want to satisfy with my pretension? It wasn’t I or my mind for sure, oh yes! It was my fellows and ‘Their Culture’.
I looked at those hands with scaly skin and a few blisters here and there on the feet of those women. I felt horrified, why did they work so much to earn just a piece of bread?
Their feet, supposedly a sign of beauty for all of us, but their’s were dried and withered. How did they survive with that?

A further more astonishing fact was the peace and self assurance I mostly saw on their faces. Though a few young ones did look at my fancy gadgets with a little glimmer in their eyes, but the elders never budged on whatever anyone else was doing.

Men, patches barely sewn onto their clothes, all messed up hair, tired and very dirty yet very serene as if their whole day was spent in an air conditioned car serviced by a chauffeur.
Why are they so happy? Neither money nor fame, neither home nor job…what do they have to be happy about?

This question bugged me and bugged me. On the other hand, when I looked at my ‘Elite fella’s’ we had barely nothing. Though we had money and our own home, a little bit of fame and all the facilities we could think of…yet we all seemed dissatisfied. All we had was this restlessness which was in much more excess than simple ambition. Our ambitions were rather encompassed in ‘Jealousy’, our competition was rather ‘Revenge’ and our passion was not to win but for ‘Others to Lose’.

On the contrary the poor, D class individuals had the wealth of trust, love and assurance which we all lacked. You can’t imagine the ecstasy a maid felt when her little baby enjoyed the bus by running around its corners. How ecstatic the dirty laborer was to see his stop coming…amazing!

We, we are never happy; we never enjoy such little things in our life. It could be that may be because our happiness is bound in the deception of money, fame and luxuries. We are so entrenched in pretending that sometimes we forget that what we originally are!
I love being with the common man…because he is the actual ‘Free’ citizen….who lives free of the labels society gives him. He enjoys what little things life has to offer:

Living his ‘Average life in an Extraordinary way’!