“There is more to life than work and family.”
Prophetic words, right? Casually uttered by a friend of mine recently. He is not just a hard working professional but also a very loving and committed family person. Father to two adorable kids and always kind and helpful to everyone around.
So, is there something wrong if we feel we need something more in life to make us withstand the mundanity. More than family and work? Are we being unrealistic or just plain selfish? What he actually meant was the need to address a higher “calling”. Something which will make you jump out of bed each morning. Things that motivate you and make you feel on top of the world. Adrenaline rush. Excitement. Feeling of vindication after you accomplish it.
For my friend, it’s running. He is a marathon runner and runs long distance with great ease. Creating records one after another. We often discuss fitness and nutrition and I always feel inspired after every chat with him. And these words of his about having something more in life really stuck with me. And I started thinking... what is my calling? Reading? Painting? Exercise? Cooking?
Actually apart from reading, I am bit inconsistent on the other stuff, kinda on and off. Yo-yo. But Reading is something I truly enjoy. It’s my caffeine/cocaine. I wake up and read TOI online, Scroll, Medium, newspaper hard copy in addition to the book I would have in hand. All this reading I finish before even thinking about breakfast. Even when I am working, I always have a book open next to my laptop. I sleep with a book next to my pillow. Books are like my most favourite possessions. Last year I read 22 books. This year, I intend to break the record.
Ok. To cut the long story short, reading is my calling.
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