Breaking the shackles

Life begins and as you grow up, you develop dreams and like everyone even I did. I used to love looking at the stars and hoping one day I'll be between them , really wanted to be an astronaut. And as I grew my aspirations sometimes grew and sometimes they changed. At one point of time I really wanted to be a cricket or a football star! I guess till a certain age one does not see his career option or what he wants to be in terms of money (though being a cricket star would earned me pots of money!) , instead one sees what he wants to do. But as one grows up he starts to see things differently and slowly he becomes a part of the rat race. And even before one realizes that, its already too late. He or she is already burdened with so many responsibilities that it's impossible to get away.

Now when I look back at my life I realise that I am not so different , going through school and engineering and taking up a job in the software sector. I sit here all day in front of the computer and punch keys in the keyboard! ...Is this what life is about? I am not suggesting that I have a bad job, I am luckier than many to get a job like this. But at the end of the day it does not give me any satisfaction. And the worst part about this is that now my mind cannot branch out in any direction it wishes, because it has been stereotyped through the years to think in a defined manner which the society has preached. I no longer possess the imagination I had when I was a kid.

I just don't want to sit here and crib. Instead am hoping and trying to gain enough energy to cut across this defined path and drop the dogmas taught to me by society. I hope I am successful.

I also want to ask you all, whether you are all happy and satisfied in doing what you are? Or you are also hoping to break free? And if you are then what is stopping you? There is just one life and one is not just supposed to live it as a compromise or in a state where one is working for a better tomorrow and compromising the present. Just think what if that tomorrow never comes?