Constructions and Re-Constructions

What some people have at their doorstep and they choose to ignore, many others in the world would give an arm and a leg for.

Was skimming through my last year notes from college and something about accessibility and affordability caught my attention. I hadn't' thought or written about it much back then, but somehow it makes more sense now, after an almost unimaginable dream has been lived and is over.
What exactly is accessibility? Well maybe it goes two ways - one where you are aware of something but cant reach it, or you have it but you don't know it. (Both having it and realizing it is a lucky, but perhaps a very dry coming together).
The first situation is usually known in our world as a misfortune and the latter as a privilege, maybe something you are born into as well, a birthright.

Thinking a bit back to man's starting point in life - he is born into a nude space and time - he is shorn of 'circumstances'. (What he is born into is his parents circumstances, not his). He is born on a blank slate; thus during his life, there is every opportunity for him to change where he is, what he is, what he is doing, and what he could do.
If one is born into a financially 'poor' space, that need not be his 'fate' forever. One could say it was 'destiny' or something to have been born exactly in that situation, but actually, being in that situation is a 'constructed' circumstance of his parents as well, if we go back a little; either they were also born such or did not do anything about it. It is a continuing constructed circumstance.
The first step is to be aware of this accessibility to evolution, though, and that is where clinging on to'fate' or 'destiny' happens for the most part. (Is it genuine ignorance or feigned clever laziness?) Either that, or else great snobbery and corruption; which is disgusting rather than saddening.
Change is inevitable, and what we usually don't realize - also greatly accessible. Of course life is hard, life slaps you again and again, and sometimes nothing seems to work.
But maybe, these slaps are a result of man's constructed circumstances.
Constructed spaces. Constructed Time. Constructed beliefs. Constructed clinging to fate. Constructed greed and constructed blame.

Apart from the moods of Nature, apart from her fury and wrath and her beauty, there is nothing, absolutely nothing that is not within a man's reach and control, especially his own life. And yet as a collective, we seem more interested in controlling waves and trees rather than our lives. We need predictions for everything, so that we could 'construct' all our circumstances well.

Maybe, just maybe, true happiness, love and security are just right outside these constructions.

Swalpa Adjust Maadi Please :)

Well hello lovely people of the lovely world !!! :)

Yes, you caught me. My warm greeting is partly an attempt to sound cheerful and partly an attempt at sarcasm.
Getting up everyday has become a re-enactment of my earlier panic attacks; what with such gory news all over. No, don't worry, I will not bore you with what the internet and news has been flooded with for the past couple of days, but will go a step lower, a step personal, a step that though quite trivial and existential in the vast scheme of things, is gradually beginning to answer my questions and fears about the world and its state as a whole.

It has been a while since I have come back home, and needless to say, I miss London.
Like hell.
As an artist I get attached to spaces too soon and too intense, and London's misty spaces and grasses I still feel on my skin.
But it has been great here too, catching up with family and friends, laughing at old jokes, and swimming in a swelling tide of the past and the future together.
One thing irks me though. Many things do, but this one more persistently, and this is where my step of a yet feeble understanding starts.
As a 'young' girl of marriageable age, after having done my MA as well, should I not look to settle down? Usually, no one who lectures me has the patience to listen to my lectures about love or marriage or life, and I am often brushed aside with something along the lines of ' Some things you need to adjust in life'.
Oh well.
Come to think of it; they are actually helping me make my life easier. I could find a very handsome, well paid, 'supportive' husband in any part of the world, and settle to a very convenient, perhaps even luxurious lifestyle. If I agree to 'adjust' a little that is, adjust my thoughts, my emotions, and my personal philosophies a little so that it could suit the situation admirably.
And then my gaze wanders to the vast vast space out in front of my balcony all mingled with so many more lives.
Who would I adjust for?
What should I adjust for?
Whose invisible satisfaction will my personal adjustment satisfy?
Forget about me now, lets not be selfish; but why do humans think 'adjustment' is a way of life, no matter what the matter is? From where does this pathetic and pessimistic view of a human and his life stem from ?
And people have learned to adjust to everything, for that's how the world works.

Adjust to the faith you are born into.
Adjust to the job you end up with.
Adjust to the system a little.
Adjust to the country a little.
Have an oppressive leader? Adjust a little.
Adjust to the neighbors' noise a little.
Adjust to whatever the media of all kinds (the biggest weapon in today's world but perhaps the most stupidly used) feeds you with.
Adjust to the surroundings you are in.
Adjust to the education system and whatever it gives you (or doesn't).
Adjust to the circumstances.
Adjust to the situation you are in, whether you agree with it or not.
This mass 'adjusting' mentality is perhaps the biggest unseen terrorist looming large today.
It is these small adjustments and agreements to oppression to ideas, individuality and existence no matter how small or big which burst as mass exasperation.
Remember all the revolutions in History? It is not a coincidence that all of them were instigated by the mass who were done with adjusting to the systems.
So you keep adjusting until there is nothing left. Yes, squeeze in your butt (and your mind) a little more, you will fit in on the seat, and we can all have a jolly ride :)
Just so you don't take me to be a complete bitch, let me make it obvious that there is a slight difference between convenience and conviction, between being assertive and odious. Between adapting and adjusting. And of course between empathy and adjusting.
The world needs a lot more empathy, a lot more adaptability, a lot more true freedom and not just conditional freedom, and less and less of adjustments and compromises to bullshit.
It is OK to say 'Its OK' now, but it wont be ten years down the line when that 'OK' pays a big price for being on the end of the adjustment chain.

You saw the picture of the thousands of Parisians gathering in unity with candles and slogans and tears and anger against the injustice? Maybe the whole world should gather, at the center of the earth around a huge fire, and burn away everything we have been oppressed and limited with - every old idea, every notion, every system, every organised chaos, and every boundary.

True inner revolution in the masses seems to be a viable answer for today's abstract world.
Unless everyone stops feeling completely and becomes numb.