Hellos and Goodbyes
Sunday, September 27, 2009
We gain some, we lose some.
We embrace some, we bid farewell to some.
We love some, we hate some.
Departures only serve to remind us of the good that once lingered, the bad that you burnt your fingers and learnt your lessons from. Embracing the moment allows us to treasure things that are close to us, enjoying the moment, preserving them as awesome memories in years to come.
Yet, we are theoretical creatures.
We always know what is ideal, what is best for us. However, we never fail to prove our theories wrong. We hate when we are suppose to love. We fail to see the good, yet echo, scrutinise and brood on the bad. We behave like we were born to hate after all.
This, is life after all.
People who love
Tuesday, September 08, 2009
I witnessed the "shaving ceremony" of my friends who are enlisting in a few days time. My experience a few months ago, seemed ages back though.
That feeling of insecurity the night before enlistment just seem to amplify itself on the actual day, when i was sitting on the hairdresser chair. You know you are entering a regimental life but you fear. Fear not being able to fit just right in, fear to wake at inhumane hours of the day, fear you might not be able to do pull-ups.
With all your hair gone, you emerge from the chair, all prepared to live the life you had heard so much about, but has yet to experience.
A person who is sensible about love, isn't capable of it.
June 2007