The comparisons never seem to stop, no matter how old you grow – with siblings, with cousins, with peers, with the neighbor’s son or just some random guy at a party.
It’s always been about “living up to the expected standards” when it comes to the society, ain’t it?
I find it hilarious when people relentlessly judge my life asking,
“All my colleague’s daughters are married. When are you planning to?”
“My niece has been to the US of America a couple of times already. Why haven’t you, yet? You work in IT too, don’t you?”
It’s funny how people ain’t bothered about understanding what you want, but have the nerve to tell you what’ll make you happy, no?
Just one thing though. The chaos they bring with them, don’t let it subjugate your perspective. Don’t let their opinions malign your definition of happiness. Or success.
You can’t let the world decide what would bring sunshine into your every living moment.
Turn a deaf ear if you have to, but you can’t forgo something that brings you alive in every possible sense, just because it doesn’t fit in into the society’s definition of success. There’s no two ways about it, really.