I once thought that blessed are the ones who can judge people better with a conversation or two. They can be careful in their terms with the cunning individuals and save themselves from a lot of trouble. But little did I realize that this blessing can turn into a curse. Sometimes it feels much more comfortable to be in false hope rather than to face the reality, especially when the reality is very bitter. True, reality is bitter. The reality that everyone lives for his/her own selfish needs with very few people thinking otherwise, is hard to accept. It gets even more harder to withstand and live among such people. You tend to move away from them. Far away that you end up wondering what the hell did I gain by knowing them for who they actually are? Weren't things much simpler when I was thinking that the world is ideal?
No wonder, we all realize at some point or the other that childhood days are the sweetest. You are ignorant of so many things. You think that everyone is good and everyone belongs to you and love people unconditionally. All the parents will agree to me that it is practically impossible to bring up a child without being hard on them at times. I kind of have a higher limit on how hard I can be, due to my low patience levels. However, sometimes I feel ashamed at how she craves to make me happy when I am not in a good mood. If you have mistaken me already, I am not claiming here that I am the only perfect soul. I have my own set of negatives to work on. I have a lot to learn from a 2 year old. But too tough to implement it for us, because we know what the world is unlike her. How I wish things are as easy to implement, as they are to talk about. If I feel like this, I cannot imagine what He must be going through to see his characters perform the drama in such a disturbing way! Definitely, ignorance is a bliss!!!
