To Quest for something that we do not have is the eternal nature of mankind. And to not do justice to it a curse of over sufficiency. You go searching for a home and the ebullient agent as a nature of his job sells to you the unique selling points of each home and each condo that is on the market. By their good natured description the city should be full of homes that you would never want to let go. Has it made ever made you wonder that estate agents are the most positive people we can meet. They never decry or deride anything or anyone. But more on that some other time. Back to our quest. Assuming it is a condominium that each of us is after we would really crave to know the facilities that come with the condo. After all the homes are defined more by their exterior facilities than their interiors.
“So how many facilities here? “ You ask.
“Lots. Look there are tennis courts, squash courts, skating rink for the young” The agent looks at you with search for fulfilment in your eyes.
But you are not through yet.
“How many? “ Yes you are not going to be satisfied with just one court of each. There better be at least something to compete with the Wimbledon facilities.
“Two?? “ The agent says hoping that it should be enough for you to practice your long abandoned game.
“Hmmm” meaning well will manage with these two but let’s look at other facilities before I am satisfied.
“Swimming pools? “
“ Three in total’ the agent says,’ one Olympic size and two small ones “
And then you whip the finale quest “Gym? “
“Oh yes, there is one with 15 treadmills” the agent says while looking over and wondering when was the last time the potential client had ever stepped on one.
“Is it open 24 hours?”
“No” Weakly
“Aha...” You go, having found one weak point that you can use to show your discontent with the place later if required.
Then the views of the home and the floors. You are always looking for that one eternal bliss of a view that will last forever. One view that will get you the envy of the Joneses. Make you the pride of the neighborhood. But is there one such unique view?
Since most of the country is green it is unlikely you will ever have a view that you are dissatisfied with. With a condo like Interlace you will have homes looking in all directions.
Which floor is really the best? Is it better to be on a lower floor or be an elitist top floor resident.
I wondered about our quest. And it does not exclude me. I am a state of art in asking the questions above. But in that fragile moment of introspection I wonder about our quest. Why are we always in search of more than what is on offer. What will I do with an Olympic size swimming pool when I am yet to make my way to the changing rooms six months after I became a resident? What will I do with 15 treadmills if running on one for fifteen minutes makes me wheeze away to glory? How much time from the hurly burly of life do I really get to sit in my balcony on a higher floor and stare away into the horizon or relish the greenery?
I suspect most of it comes from our need to be acknowledged by visiting friends and relatives as having a superior environment around. There is no upper definition of superior. It is a moving milestone for our eternal quest for more than what we have.
In the entire search for materialistic nirvana did we actually ask the simple question who our neighbors are? It is not too strange to find people sardonically grin and say
“It’s been three years and I have never seen my neighbor”
One never even wishes people on the way down to the lobby in the lift. No smiles. We don’t like friendly or over friendly people. We wouldn’t care much about who lived in within ten feet of our homes. But we all individually care to live in the best environment individually enjoying the best in life. It is not about becoming altruistic. It is not even about becoming overly pushy in getting acquainted with people who value their solace and quietude.
It is just a lazy reflection on my part with me being equally guilty of all that I have written above. To be eternally in the search of materialistic happiness within confined selfish boundaries. I am going to make a promise. I will try to smile at a few people every day and let them wonder what’s wrong with me. It boils down to the essence of life. Materialism is finite but emotions live on forever.
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