On acting and life

There are certain pre-defined roles in life we are presented to take on, - of a career-minded manager, a hippie, an entrepreneur, a wousewife etc. - all coming with the ready-made sets of characteristics, raised expectations and die-hard stereotypes. A rebellious anti-establishment youth eventually takes on a respected slot of pre-alloted cells in life. Sure enough, there are plenty of those to choose from, and there is a unabashed vigour in the selection process on display. We happily stream into cells, spreading all over, smoothening the tireless wheel of economy. Interestingly, even those daring to suggest new forms of social engagement, are eventually becoming incorporated into ever-expanding role play. The system simply adds on a couple of new cells, somewhat oddly shaped but in several years totally normal. You think you are different and fine out own combination of social activities - there will always be thousands of others with the same list. Social innovation with the consequences of conquering China, - the winner ultimately dissolves in the Chinese mass. There is a great point in trying though. Societal surfing. The faster - the tenser.

Actually it feels good. Life is so unbelievably diverse with the diverse bumps on the one's life path. You attach yourself to the place but the place kicks you off and you are back to being detached. You embrace a topic and fine it whizzing through your arms asif in the sandwatch. A stage is awaiting you in the places you least expect and you must deliver on the spur of the moment. Places are relative, emotions - eternal, life - boundless. Life presents you with smiles, - on faces around, when birds start singing in your backyard and on the pages of the economic newspapers. It is a quest for a smile. Somewhere on the bumpy road ahead.