The Polymath has been the only blog I’ve ever had which stayed for this long. I usually lost interest in all the projects I started before it. However, I realised I was becoming a bit complacent with what I have here at The Polymath despite it not being popular enough. In doing that and eventually realising it, I had an observation. The Polymath is, what it is, it’s my blog and it has this perfect order now. The way the text is written, the format, the image and it won’t change because it works but it seems I needed a change of pace and that’s when I decided to put this idea into action – Monologues. As it turns out, I have this habit of going on and on saying random stuff about random days and random moments in my head and I questioned, a little piece of my mind won’t hurt the internet, would it? So, back in February, I started Monologues in a Metro, a sister-blog based on WordPress.com’s platform and even though it doesn’t have much content right now, I think I’ve figured out a decent pattern and order for how it is going to work. As you’ll notice if you visit Monologues, it is different from The Polymath and that is what I’m aiming for. The Polymath is more well-formed; I have a problem, a thought and it’s conclusion. Well, mostly. However, Monologues will just be about my mind and thoughts and I won’t necessarily form posts there. I might post from my phone and not bat an eye. It’s more of a crude space where only thoughts go. That being said, The Polymath won’t go anywhere, I just decreased the post frequency to about a couple of posts a month for that necessary change of pace I mentioned when I began this post.
Meanwhile, check out Monologues in a Metro till it lasts, if it lasts. Here is a piece I wrote on Happiness today itself.
Often we don’t realise how much we kill ourselves over the idea of being happy. It’s almost ironic, how sad we become in our pursuit of happiness. Not the movie. Pun intended though. It seems we move amongst this crowd of people everyday and we see so many things happening around us. People laughing, having fun, it all looks so fucking beautiful in third-person, right? Imagine, how people would look at you in the same way while you’re lost in your moment.
I think we’re all happy, we just fail to realise it. We are not to blame though, if the current times are any evidence we have fallen to such a low of self-loathing that we often need to cheer ourselves up by going out alone and writing blog posts about it. Or maybe that’s just me for who else can convert their self-loathing into an inspirational work of over five hundred words. It seems we get so lost in this mission for being happy that midway we forget what we started for in the first place.
I think happiness is the constant state of human existence. I think we’re all happy just failing to see it in our daily affairs. Yes, some days are worse than the others. Some days, you just get your heart broken bad and you… feel like there is no escape from this living hell you’ve created for yourself. It’s so fucking frustrating. Some days are better, you wake up, take a good bath and go to your class or office or wherever the hell you want to and you smile, you try to, at least. And that matters, that extra effort you make to smile is what makes you human. It’s what makes us all human. To err is human. To feel sad isn’t that divine either, it seems. However, that extra will to be happy, I think that’s the only reason we need to be happy. Thing is, we try our best to complete ourselves. We run after money to buy the things we think will complete us. We run after people we think will fill the voids we created for ourselves. We run after love because somewhere down the line, we stopped loving ourselves. We try to complete ourselves but often, when we fail, we realise we’re complete in ourselves and that is why we should be happy, I guess.
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