May 1, 2011

How much space does one require anyway?

How much space does one require anyway? At the end of it all, we don't even need the 6 foot length, since we are to be turned to ashes anyway, ashes which in turn are dissolved in water.

Why is it that the more well-off we become, the more space we try to create for ourselves? Come to think of it, this phenomenon can be observed in everything people do: houses with larger bedrooms which can house king-size beds and bathrooms where we can stretch our arms fully, larger cars so that we don't sit hip-to-hip, first class section in flights so that we don't have to even share the arm-rest... In fact, the entire quest for material success can be summarized as the endeavour to put more space between us and other people. So much for all that bull-shit about getting 'closer' to each other.

Is this need restricted to physical space? Or do we also, subconsciously, distance ourselves emotionally as we climb the ladder of material success? Do we build forts around our minds to protect our vulnerability from other people? Is that why the richer we get, our full-throated laughter becomes a silent chuckle and a polite smile, loud exclamations of congratulations become muted pats-on-the-back, and we classify everything from music to clothes to people as 'too loud' for our liking? Does the combination of putting more distance between ourselves and toning down our 'volume' ensure that other people do not ever fully know who we are and what we think?

So, what is the purpose of life? Is it to create as much space for ourselves as possible, even at the cost of running around all day and dying out of exhaustion like that man in the Tolstoy tale? What do they mean when they say "live life to the fullest"? How can the same wise men advise us to 'explore our full potential' and 'be content with what you have'? Is happiness then as mythical as 'work-life balance', a term which is good to quote and impossible to practice?

Nothing like a house hunt in Bombay to make one turn philosophical. Maybe if I keep at this long enough, I'll reach a stage where I can renounce everything and head to the Himalayas, thereby rendering the whole house hunting exercise redundant?

3 comments:

  1. "How much space does one require anyway?"

    I am not generalizing. From my limited experience, space is very important to me. Looking at vast space makes me peaceful. That's why I like to go traveling, that's what makes me like staring at seas.

    "Is that why the richer we get, our full-throated laughter becomes a silent chuckle and a polite smile, loud exclamations of congratulations become muted pats-on-the-back, and we classify everything from music to clothes to people as 'too loud' for our liking?"

    On the contrary, I think because we don't laugh for jokes that don't fully align with our tastes we do better in life (and thus become rich). Following our heart and identity inherently implies moving away from people with different taste.

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  2. hmmm....the house hunt is really getting to you...wish you get a house soon, just to read the PJs / stories, if not for anything else...

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  3. @ Manki:
    "that's what makes me like staring at seas."
    no wonder 'sea-facing' homes cost a bomb :)

    and I don't agree with your comment on people becoming better (and thus rich) because they don't laugh at anything and everything... if anything, the rich are too conscious about what people will think about their behaviour and thus politely smile instead of guffawing!

    @ Shilpi:
    the house hunt is gong to take real long, but the PJs would be back before that...

    of course, if some people can plan a nice holiday to lift my spirits, it would help much more :)

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