Pop Reality, Anyone?

Philosophy-from the Greek word that means love of wisdom- is as old as the hills. Philosophy on the whole is a fascinating concept; a digression from ordinary thoughts. Socrates, Kant, Nietzsche, the great thinkers of the past introduced us to our higher selves.  Despairingly though, Socrates was sentenced to death, Nietzsche became insane and it is known that Kant grew antisocial and bitter. So I’m not certain if philosophy and happiness made a good pair until the advent of pop philosophy in the post modern world.

Vedic beliefs in ancient India do speak of a tree of imagination (the seeds are thoughts and the tree is the reality borne out of them) long before Rhonda Byrne shared The Secret with an unsuspecting world. I am tempted to write another book called The Greater Secret revealing the oversimplification of these age old ideas. I would place greater emphasis on effort and planning than visualization. I mean, I’d gladly put up a picture of a house with a pool, maybe even a Porsche next to it above my desk, thus sending positive affirmations to the universe that I can reach these goals. But let’s face it: I write for a living, live in a city where the real estate costs fifty thousand per square foot for my dream home and my artistic disposition prevents me from doubling up as a financial wizard. So I could put up these fancy images (because who on earth doesn’t want to live like that!) but I may have to just stare at them till kingdom come.

     I ought to keep my goals realistic: like paying my credit card bills on time, buying a property that doesn’t have more zeroes than I can ever count and then maybe (although a tad ambitiously) just maybe splurge on a second hand Beetle. Is there something wrong with my mental powers because a couple of romantic relationships soured although I kept seeing us walking into the sunset? And why did my attempts to work at a desk job make me unhappy day after day although I kept visualizing a meteoric rise? Also in my defence, I worked really hard at both- the relationships and the job, but hurdles called aptitude and circumstances got in the way.

      The truth I’m afraid is as obvious as the nose on my face: I had to reassess my strengths, (I was misled by another new wave ideology called pop- psychology), accept my failure and hope to have a somewhat happy relationship with a halfway decent person. If ever there was a revolutionary movement to replace the words, “think positive,” then I highly recommend the phrase, “keep it real.” I may have to duel with writers of bestselling novels like Eckhart Tolle and Norman Vincent Peale, but on the other hand, I’m just an obscure writer who would much rather sow the seeds of labour than wait for the bloom of an imagination tree.

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