‘We’re the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our great war is a spiritual war. Our great depression is our lives. We’ve all been raised on television to believe that one day we’d all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars, but we won’t. And we’re slowly learning that fact. And we’re very, very pissed off.’ – Tyler Durden (Fight Club).
I have been reading stuff and watching movies for 80% of my life that is and I haven’t come across a better combination of words that can describe the state of mediocrity we live in. We are the future of the country we live in but we know deep down, that no matter what we portray or make ourselves believe, our present is some shit.
The recent realization of the truth is not a fresh one, it is just re-igniting the questions my mind has always posed to me and I sidelined them in lieu of an illusion of a solution which I was supposed to get when I reach an age of reason. When I was just a kid, in fifth or sixth grade, like any average kid, I was introduced to amusing stories of amazing inventors like Edison, Graham Bell or Marconi.
I was mesmerized by them and looked around. I looked around to see what was there or in fact, not there so I could start early, invent something completely awesome, change this world and make my dent in this universe. Obviously, I found nothing. Not everything was invented or discovered, it never will be, but nothing remarkable as a telephone or an aeroplane or a light bulb was left. I thought, maybe that is not the ideal age when an inventor starts inventing and maybe I will do something great when I grow up.
I grew up okay. Our whole generation in fact, especially those who believed that they were the ones who would be changing lives now and the world will embrace and rejoice their success someday, grew up okay. Now it was our time to make a dent in the universe and the one way to do it was education, as we were told. When again we reached the age where we could do something new and make our dent in the universe, we saw that the path to do it has already changed. It was the time when the richest man in the world was a college drop-out. The most famous face, making his dents, one after the other was again a drop-out, Steve Jobs, as the world knew him. The most famous stock investor the world knew was not a Finance B school grad. The average guys were still the average guys.
We all grew up to be the part of the mob, restless mob. We were pissed off to realize that we are the people we abhorred. People doing a job they don’t like, people stuck in a place forever, people who for the illusion of a better tomorrow are sacrificing their ‘todays’.
We are not irritated by the fact that we are nothing right now, but we are now irritated by the fact that, we do not see us being something when we achieve the age of reason and that is because we have already reached that age and we are realizing that whoever painted the rosy picture, be it the primary school teacher or the crappy motivational speaker/writer or the society as a whole, is all a very big lie.
We are in a constant tussle with ourselves in accepting the fact that our life is average and it is going to be the same for the rest of what remains.