I don't know if i'm the only one who would like answers to the question above. Just a few years ago, I was in kindergarten where it was all play and eat and sleep and then the same cycle all over again. Then there was primary school; a little less play, a little bit of reading for school, but fun all the same.
Secondary school? Plenty of reading for school work, less time for play (the definition of play had changed anyway) but it was a time of discovery, of friendships and bonds.
And then, the glorious years of the university! Adult life with none of the responsibilities. Freedom, bonds, love(?), heartbreaks...the whole world at your feet.
Where did all that go?
Now, the stark reality is this: up at 5am,two and a half hours of traffic to get to work, 8-5 on the job, another 3 hours of traffic to get home and do it again the next day. Greater responsibilities, more people in my sphere of influence, greatly elevated stress levels...and all these without a wife and kids.
I see kids playing and I envy them, longing for the long gone days when i was in their position. But the truth is, they'll never come back. Life is meant to progress and not retrogress. So now, I know I have to face the future squarely, do the things I need to do and never for once leave God out of it.
My thoughts, my musings, those little flashes of inspiration.
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
MY THOUGHTS (1)
LOST LOVE
They say to find love and lose it is better than not to have loved at all. How true is that? If we could be spared all the depression and tears of a break up,who would choose otherwise? Unrequited love can also be a terrible experience.
But for me,losing someone you love takes the biscuit. The agony of wondering what you did wrong,memories of times you spent together,that melancholy feeling that comes over you when you go somewhere you used to go together,feeling really horrible when people ask you about him/her because there is just no way you can tell them everything. You know you will get over it,but right then,you wish you would just die.
It gets me thinking. Is love real? If it is,then how can people who have been in love,people who have shared moments when they believed the world revolved around them,people who have at one time thought they could spend their whole lives together end up virtually hating themselves?
Just thinking.
They say to find love and lose it is better than not to have loved at all. How true is that? If we could be spared all the depression and tears of a break up,who would choose otherwise? Unrequited love can also be a terrible experience.
But for me,losing someone you love takes the biscuit. The agony of wondering what you did wrong,memories of times you spent together,that melancholy feeling that comes over you when you go somewhere you used to go together,feeling really horrible when people ask you about him/her because there is just no way you can tell them everything. You know you will get over it,but right then,you wish you would just die.
It gets me thinking. Is love real? If it is,then how can people who have been in love,people who have shared moments when they believed the world revolved around them,people who have at one time thought they could spend their whole lives together end up virtually hating themselves?
Just thinking.
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