Starting from a small city(village) in south TamilNadu and moving to a bigger city at every step,what i have found is inflated cities…inflated bank balances and inflated souls at each step.The richness goes on increasing as the size of the city increases and the quality of people keeps on going down.The quality of people in this case is my own interpretation of a good and happy neighborhood,good people…Today i find people with souls inflated to the extent that even they would not know who they are.They are someone by their outer appearances,someone else by their inner being.the outer appearance is a complete betrayal of who they are or what they are.It has been a great culture shock as i have moved from one city to another from south to north.Everything is fake.Its also interesting to note how people do change themselves according to the city and try to become someone they are not.Looking at all those i just grow more aversive of people and places.Thanks to the sales job i also happen to meet some really good people in the most unusual of places.It has kept me sane for now and i look out for going to small places as often and meeting more of such people.
Someone told correctly its Survival of the Fittest and seeing this survival game i long to go back to those small cities and be happy rather than survive.People change, places change,hope i don’t:( I long to go back to the place where people are good…people are trusted…people are happy:)
I too felt it…..
i dont know but i feel its tht choice to be “the wow you” which makes u like one from the inflated cities..despite the fact its north or south…traversing down line fr past ten years i lost most of my true self…the city doesnt make a lot of difference, its the ultimate u
true machan
Resist the change..Don’t loose yourself in there…