Life is all about perspective and point of views. Things always look different at different times and through different eyes. Actually it is no rocket science and I am still writing all this because few things that happened with me have to be said here because well my fingers are itching to do so.
Last to Last Sunday we were in the local market getting few of our electrical items repaired when I came across an Adhaar Card Enrollment center, I got excited because with brat turning five this month I had to get his Adhaar Card made. I hopped on to that place to gather information about papers & formalities. When those buggers insisted on us carrying Ration Card I was mighty pissed off. I mean we have electricity bill/ house papers/ our own Adhaar Cards but they want a Ration Card. I came back to the repairing shop where Hubby was standing. I was muttering like hell and ended up saying why will we have a ration card when it is actually a useless paper & how we don't need it and how strange is it that they won't make a card without it. The man who was repairing the Iron was shocked with my reaction. He was like "Beta how can you say Ration Card is of no use? It is such an important document....blah! blah! blah! blah! and more blah! he went on.
I was equally adamant and kept on insisting on the equal importance of other documents and reiterated the fact when we don't need it how can it be compulsory. The poor man went on to take his Ration Card out to show me and then I realised that the document might not be of any use to me but there are people who get so many things out of it. Its their life indeed. I then decided to shut my mouth and agree with him.
And then there is the strange case of WhatsApp. I don't actually remember for how long I have been using it; one thing that I remember is that I have had enough of the forwards and I never watch the videos unless it comes with a strong recommendation. The same goes with the forwarded images etc. In fact I am only active in a couple of groups and PM's only.
I was quite surprised when my Father & My Father In Law took to WhatsApp like there has never been any such application before. My Dad started using it last year and he would religiously see all the videos and read all the messages. He would even make us read the messages that he loved. I would be like errr ok! theek hai it is just a forwarded message. My father in Law is equally enthusiastic about it. He has started using WhatsApp a fortnight back and like my dad he reads alllllll the forwards and talks about them as if the one who has sent it has written it (to give him credit one of his friend is actually a poet and writes what he sends).
I am so disillusioned with forwards that they do not excite me but I have learned not to ridicule them in front of them because I know that over time the novelty factor will die and eventually they will also get used to it. So till then it is better to let them be kids and discover the crazy forwarded world of WhatsApp.
All this makes me think about life in general. Of how differently we treat a situation and incident. Of how we react differently and how we see things differently. Each perspective is equally important we need to learn to accept each of these perspectives.