I am born in the wrong generation!

We live in an era of dying romance and lost conversation An era where an Instagram post displays devotion. A good morning text is the epitome of romance and where it is easier to make a Facebook friend than a real one.

An era where we trust people 1,200 miles away more than we trust the people we see and interact with daily.
An era where not responding within 5 minutes causes insecurity. 

An era where leaving someone without a word is considered a better option than to handle and face the fight, head first, that may follow.

An era where there is no chivalry, no charm, no love and romance but only lust and sex.

We live in a world that watches life go by from the screen of the phone. A world of ‘Tinder’ where we are busy swiping right and left and love has gone for a toss.

A world where work, friends and casual sex is just enough because who has got the time and patience for love, eh?
A world full of one night stands, a quickie, sexting and skype sex.
And where we invest in relationships that do nothing for us.
A world where technology has ruined romance and movies. No body can run to the aeroplane gate(s) anymore.
A world that recognizes restaurant logos more easily than tree types.
A world that discovers new television series instead of discovering new places.
A world where dinner dates have more phone contact than eye contact.
A world where true commitment is an arm tattoo.
A world where heart-eyed emojis have replaced the courting behind a bouquet of flowers.
A world where our self worth is determined by the amount of likes on social media.

We live in a world where word soul mate has lost its meaning.

Yes, I am an old school romantic and I live in a world that needs to be healed, and healed soon.

People think a true soul mate is your ideal fit, and that is the thing that everybody needs. But a genuine soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is keeping you down, the person who conveys you to your own consideration so you can change your life.

A soul mate is likely the most important person you’ll ever meet, since they tear down your wall of hurdles and smack you wakeful. However, to live with a soul mate until the end of time? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to uncover another layer of yourself to you, and afterward take off. Just like that. Abruptly. Suddenly. Without any commotion.

A soul mate’s motivation is to shake you up, tear away your ego bit-by-bit, guide you when you are stuck and drive you away from your addictions, open up your heart and be your guiding light, make you so frantic and wild that you need to change your life.

That’s my definition of true soul mate, true love, romance. Where you can be six, twenty one or fifty two but when you lose someone it stays with you. Because I don’t know how to love without using my whole heart. I don’t know what it is like to love someone ‘half way’.

I practice giving love, in the same way, I’d like to receive it. And for that, I am not waiting for my soul mate to arrive. He already did arrive. Made me change my life for better and went away with the wind. But HAVE YOU MET YOURS?

-by Ms Wisdomous


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6 thoughts on “I am born in the wrong generation!

  1. Wonderful post, MS WISDOMOUS.
    Yes! Everything you’ve written is absolutely true. Thank goodness, I was born in the 80’s, and by the time the 90’s came around, it was so full of the beautiful people, relationships & the memories we took from them.
    There’s a reason, I can never adjust to the current set up.. (for all the above reasons) like you.. I am old school too.
    Glad to find another Old-School in you.
    My name is Savio and you are?


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