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No Cogito

Though I keep repeating the quote "Cogito ergo sum" too frequently, I rarely think.

In fact the quote was not told to mean that you are really alive only if you think. That is a different story.

I do not want to think. Like so many other people. Because thinking makes me sad, depressed, angry, guilty and all kinds of negative emotions. How often do I think about a past event or a present situation which is not negative? Zero times. Like a cow, I keep mulling over the bad incidence where either I did something wrong, or I was wronged or some one hurt me.

So to avoid thinking I take refuge in TV, childish games, eating.

If you have read the book "Fountainhead" by Ayn Rand, you remember the protagonist's friend/rival Peter Keating who is hard working but not very talented. Our Roarke says "you have a bottomless pit in your mind. So you crave for others' praise always. And no matter how much praise you get, you crave for more". Some thing to that effect.

So that is the fate of people like me.

So many people and books and articles keep telling us that "situations and people will never be as we expect them to be". People will be rude, unfriendly or just indifferent. Situations would be difficult so much so that if something goes right, you start to wonder what is the catch in this. So how do you react to these decides your fate. Or my fate in this case.

I needed to write this because for each half day of work, I do not work for two more days.

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