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Euphoria


"Lately I've been losing sleep, dreaming about the things that we could be"

And that's the lyrics of the song 'Counting stars' by One Republic. Very beautiful song with awesome music, but this line of the song has made home in my mind. Cause it's literally the story of this generation (My generation, LoL).

I have seen people talk about the world, as if they see it as a dream. And everyone is a dreamer, everybody wants something that belongs to our imagination only, like an expensive car, or a perfect partner, or a super-paid job or maybe an awesome vacation, a rich home, or other "N" number of things. A dream which makes us feel good, just by imagining that it would be true.


Now coming back to the line. While thinking about this dream, few of us realize the fact, (Everybody sooner or later), that it may just stay as a dream in the end. And that thought loves to haunt us. And then we start to panic. And literally lose sleep, in some cases. The ability to think about what we can become does not necessarily provide us the ability to actually become that.

And that is the world we live in. Sooner or later, everybody starts to find a coping mechanism to this Dream Vs Reality problem, and the most common mechanism I've observed is Euphoria.

Euphoria is a feeling of excitement. That would probably give you a adrenaline rush, it makes you feel good for some small amount of time. It makes you feel like you are on top of the world, and most importantly it makes you forget about your worries. Rather than accepting the harsh reality, we believe that the dream would come true, someday, and till then we would keep getting these little Euphoria's.

I believe that probably even I'm addicted to such Euphoria's, are you?

 P.S. - Many of you may not relate to this stuff, but if you do, I hope you would realize what we are going through, cause many times accepting that there's a problem provides us the solution to that problem.

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