“It is impossible to escape the impression that people commonly use false standards of measurement — that they seek power, success and wealth for themselves and admire them in others, and that they underestimate what is of true value in life.”
I don’t have any idols. Soon enough — they will let you down. First, the ones in the sky, and then — those below. The ones with six strings and the ones on 70 mm might follow too. And who’s stopping the ones with broken nibs or vibrating vocal chords? They’re not very different. I’m told to expect little and I won’t get disappointed. I try expecting nothing. Somehow, that doesn’t work either. And I’m back at where I started.
Thankfully, this week’s challenge isn’t about ‘idols’ or ‘worship’. It’s about admiration. The two aren’t mutually exclusive. It’s easy to get confused. Here’s what a search says,
- respect and warm approval.
- something regarded as impressive or worthy of respect.
- pleasurable contemplation.
By this definition, there are many people whom I admire. People we’ve met on our travels, (my)parents whom I’ve disagreed with, siblings I’ve squabbled with, and even friends I’ve forgotten about. I could write about them. Or not.
Basil and I have never held the same view on a given topic. We constantly argue about which country we should visit or whether a particular ‘point of view‘ was accurate or lopsided. We don’t share a similar taste in movies or books. I like gritty and real; he likes science fiction or fantasy. I’m an idealist with a cynical view of the world — who finds it hard not to talk about it. And he’s a pragmatist who doesn’t let the world or its slant affect him. We’re like two parallel tracks — never destined to meet. Some may call that a marriage.
And probably, what has bothered me the most, is that, he can do anything without the need to be passionate about it. It’s never been the case with me. If I don’t like something; I don’t do it. And if I do love something; I get consumed by it.
Basil has been a silent contributor to our blog. The ‘silent one‘ behind those inspiring visuals. No matter where we are, even if we’re sick with AMS or walked for 10 Km, he rarely fails with his lens. On a bad writing day, I can trust his work to get a post through. Sometimes, I wonder, if that’s the only reason for getting posts through. And every time, I select a visual for a post or a challenge, I see what I had missed all along.The passion was always there. I wasn’t looking in the right place.