How ‘busy’ is your life?

A recent conversation with a schoolmate  made me wonder how ‘busy’ do we get into our lives that we forget to live, to breathe, to feel. Since we were talking after ages, we updated each other about our lives. While many would agree that social media has reduced the distances between people, has it not increased the distance between you and you?

This classmate I was talking to… he wasn’t really happy with his life. I could feel that he was stuck somewhere in the chaos of the world. He was ‘dealing’ with his life. When I asked him to do something that would interest him, he gave a ‘dull’ reply that portrayed his accustomed way of life.

However, the story is not about my classmate. It is about me.

During the conversation, I was quick to observe the contrast of his dull lifestyle with mine.

I was (and I am) happy. Why?

I went down the memory lane to get my answer.

A few months ago, I completed my post graduation in journalism and mass communication. Deep inside, I was struggling with myself because I didn’t feel the field of journalism was meant for me. Despite not wanting to become a journalist, I ended up taking a job in the field.

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Life played its game. I was doubtful yet I chose to play. Surprisingly, the job turned out to be better than I had expected. There was much more happiness and laughter added into my life.

However, within two months into my first job, I was asking myself if my life was going to be like this forever.

I’d say I was taking my job too seriously (being the sincere person I am) and had made myself a slave (of whom? I don’t know!)

My life had become ‘busy’. Either I was working or I was doing nothing. Yes, being busy by doing nothing. I was a robot on the weekdays and a couch potato on the weekends. I didn’t want this. I wanted to do my bit for myself.

I woke up one day and thought of all the things on my never-written bucket list. I took about a month to analyse all that I could do to make myself more productive and manage time simultaneously.

I went back to study in college. I decided to come back to blogging. I even rejoined the NGO I was working with for some time. I made myself real busy.

Doing a second Master’s course in English, a subject that I unknowingly developed love for, has not only brought me closer to my childhood love of reading but also opened the doors to see through things from various perspectives.

Blogging is letting me be, it is allowing me to vent out. It is giving me that social network I avoid in real life.

Teaching students has always been a blissful experience. Giving back to the society has made me feel at peace. But I know how teaching can sometimes be frustrating for me. One reason I’ve not been able to continue with the classes for some time is this only.

My family was concerned that I was exhausting myself. A job, writing classes and self studies. Do I really have time for all of this?

I won’t say it’s easy. I do procrastinate sometimes. I have my cheat days. But I know that I have wanted this. This is what makes me feel happy and alive. And I’m going to give it a try.

Are you happy with the way you are living your life? What makes you feel alive? What was that one thing that you did just for the sake of your happiness?

In response to Let it Bleed 37

19 thoughts on “How ‘busy’ is your life?

  1. Woozer you are busy, but one needs to ensure they have a balance. While we may have balance in our work we can easily over-stretch outside of that and promise too much.

    If I do a quick 360 for myself.
    I work in London but with my team spread across the country I tend to work from home most times, I feel I have good work-life-balance here. Outside of work, then it’s my stand-up comedy work, sports coaching on the weekend, watching my kids play sports throughout the week and currently writing a book (for past 4 years) which I hope to publish this year.
    While my plate looks full of food, I’ve managed to (for now) split things so as to apportion effective time.

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  2. I think that sometimes we need to seem busy. If we don’t look like we’re busy at work, our co-workers will think we don’t have enough to do. If we stay busy, we look like we’re champions juggling a million different things. Which image would you prefer?
    Same with our personal life. If you ask two people what they did over the weekend and one tells you that they just relaxed or did nothing while the other lists a million things. What will you think of each of them? Society tells us to look at the first one as a lazy or boring person while the second hardworking and full of passion.
    So the question to ask ourselves is if we’re REALLY as busy as we say/think?

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  3. I approach your question about life a little different as I am on the “end of life” stage and my problem is not being too busy – but staying active and involved in life. Retired, there is no job and no demands on my time. It would be so easy to just “sit” and let life slip on by. But I refuse to believe that I cannot still be productive and add to my community. I volunteer at assisting living and nursing homes providing piano concerts. I volunteer at our local art gallery. But when I first retired I struggled with the fact that I could do “nothing.” That it was okay to just sit and smell the roses. After years of being busy, I had to learn to give myself the right to “do nothing” and enjoy having time to read, to write, to sit on the porch with a cup of tea and do nothing.

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  4. I find things like this a catch-22. Of course there busier people than me and they don’t even have kids, they aren’t disabled so they hold jobs and have social lives and hobbies…
    But from my perspective, with my mind in perpetual chaos, raising a child by myself on little more than a disability income…I feel pretty busy. I care for my 10 year old with zero help from her so called father, I have multiple cats, I have a house, a yard, a car, a shed. I pay all the bills, do all the landscaping, animal care, upkeep, I make sure my daughter and I both make our dctr appointments and meds are filled and I buy groceriers and run errands and participate in her school things…
    I don’t know how much more my brain could take on without melting down or imploding. It isn ‘t woe is me, it’s just…knowing your limits is a good thing. Taking a step back when overload threatens, that, too is a good thing.
    By others’ standards, I suppose I am not busy but I feel like my every moment, waking or trying to sleep, is packed to maximum.
    I love being a mom, being a cat mom, being a writer, being single but sometimes…I wouldn’t mind someone taking care of me the way I take care of all of them. If that makes me a bad person, so be it.

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      1. I waited til she was in 5th grade cos ADHD has just become some label to slap on spirited children who don’t fit the status quo mold…But since she was diagnosed and medicated, her grades and behavior have improved 80% so I guess…so be it ADHD, puberty, genetically inherited bipolar…I am getting her doctors, therapists, medications, and just hoping I can help her get in a better mental space.

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  5. I’m amazed, I must say. Rarely do I encounter a blog that’s equally educative and entertaining, and let me tell you, you have hit the nail on the head. The issue is an issue that not enough men and women are speaking intelligently about. Now i’m very happy that I came across this during my hunt for something concerning this.


  6. Next time I read a blog, I hope that it does not fail me as much as this particular one. After all, Yes, it was my choice to read, but I truly believed you would have something interesting to say. All I hear is a bunch of whining about something that you could possibly fix if you were not too busy searching for attention.

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