Definition of Life and Memories.

On Monday I was at the library with Su Ning, she bought me a cup of coffee, and soon after that she told me to look behind. I was like, Oh great, “no food and drinks allowed” but who cares? She was laughing contagiously and I wondered if breaking the rules was really that funny. She told me to look at it again, I did. And…. I saw someone actually did correct the notice. Damn it was so funny.

Ironically, I had found the dark side of ‘concern’ while pondering all the ‘concerns’ I’ve gotten. It’s about my quest to get a girl.

It is a fact that among the concerns, there are obscure ones, but I think that if I apply those concerns, my confidence and faith will be succumbed to nothing. I’ve had heard numerous advice and concerns from her friends (e.g. telling me that’s impossible because they heard or saw something), but those are alleged statements, and is not viable to heed on.

It’s indisputable that ‘one is not guilty unless proven guilty’. The aspersions are yet to be proven, but I’ve been affected by it; I’m gullible. However now I’m more immune to those ‘concerns’, as those are yet-to-be proven statements, I couldn’t let intangible thoughts stop me from achieving my aim, which is to get her.

Everyone knew the answer (about the chances of getting her), included me, but we just kept quiet. Those are concerns, but whether they are good or bad, I guess time couldn’t really lend me a hand to divulge those concerns from my prying eyes. How would it be if there is even one person to stand in my shoes, to confide something which are hard to describe, to complaint things which are perplexing and unsolvable but keep trying to solve it with mere determinations, sole determination.

(This paragraph is written with no offence) Pray to god again? It would bring me to no avail, after a myriad counts of praying to the almighty, where all my detriments are considered as ‘happened for a reason’ and my good returns are considered as ‘god’s grace’.

I may be good at flattering and placating people, but in relationship, I’m still a novice. I was being told that my time hasn’t come yet (for a relationship), where when my time has come, I don’t even have choice to resist but to succumb to it. But since people are able to make love out of nothing at all, why couldn’t I?

Complaining like a lad, sometimes may cajole myself and even give me confidence. Better than relying on baseless allegations, which will eventually entangle myself into a endless impasse.

What is reality? I had my own definition several years ago, I defined it as “reality is when you find shits happen and good things perish”. Reality is often seek by prying eyes of people, and yet it’s something where people tend to despise it as much as possible. “Reality” is one of the words which got me scratching my head for months just to ponder and squeeze out an effective method to overcome and take control of it.

Somehow I’ve reached an answer, just few minutes right back. For now, I would like to say, why the hell make life miserable and pathetic just to achieve “reality”? Do you realize that those who succeeded in life are those who don’t concede to reality? How many millionaire and successful people are made up of drop outs? You may retort the statement by bringing out that there may not be so many “millionaire”, but try to mull your thoughts again.

The same wise words, life is a journey, but if the journey is from New York to London, then why there are existence of Canada, Iraq, India, China and Japan? The aims of our lives can be achieved in many ways, or shall I say “any” ways and it’s not necessary to be bound with reality. Life is like a climb to the hilltop; challenges get tougher when you’re getting higher, in fact “reality” will not give any boost nor connive at your potency.

When one fails in something he had dedicated, he should be expecting the same advice and encouragement, “buck up” and the most redundant one “face your reality”. What the hell is reality? Does it mean that by facing reality everyone can succeed? One just have to move on and continues his aim and that’s all I think is sufficient to succeed.

As I’ve stated in my previous post, we can’t “right the wrong”. The only “reality” is that we can only move on when things go wrong.

P/S: I like to stand on the dissenting side, or in other words I like to oppose the majority

It’s quite true when Freddie Mercury mentioned that “I’m just a singer with a song, how can I try to right the wrong?”. I realized and concurred that things are meant to proceed on its track; things which are meant to be, are meant to be.

We are depicting a life of singers, life in a limelight, where problems can basically arise out of nothing at all and take its toll on us. Singers, whine through songs, trying their best to convey their feelings to listeners, but songs are usually a come-and-go in our lives. The songs bring their daily predicaments and bliss to the world, but in fact, are there a myriad or a slew of people stood up and offer their hand to fix their elusive matters?

It fits perfectly into our lives, that our whimpers are merely a song, it comes and go. When the song is addictive, listeners will stay, for a while, and go again. Same goes for true friend though, besides a period of “true listening”, they will still move on, unless you’re lucky enough to get a die-hard buddy (which I hoped for since countless ages ago) who serves as your part-time freelancer to placate you. Nonetheless, I believe that one already has enough “pleasure” to solve his own problems, does one really has time to serve as an appeaser?

When a dilemma or an ordeal surfaces, we can’t really do much if things fizzle, can we? Take a student as an example, if he fails his studies, would whimpers and tears bring back the past and amend his mistakes? If he could, this world won’t be as messed up as it seems now, or maybe we could watch Michael Jackson and John Lennon live again.

Remember the “words of wisdom” from Beatles? I guess the best way to move on is to let it be. A real life example, several years ago I messed with my brother’s computer and it caused the presentation file (which he has to submit by the next day) to be corrupted. I was in utter anguish and distraught for my fault, and ended up nearly fainted for “over-depression”. Ironically, he did not expressed any signs of distress, and I finally got to know that he actually made a backup for it. Bummer!

The significance of this post is that we should move on and learn to condone when things don’t seem to go right, the world is already a messed up place to live in and it’s about to get worse. Since people believe in miracles, why can’t they apply it when they are amid clutter?

Move on!

I’ve been accomplishing numerous aims, but yet there are some things I am still not able to reach. Is it just fate, or I’m not taking enough initiatives to complete my long-hungered future? My world has never been tranquil, and it’s about to get worse.

It’s hilarious and yet embarrassing to say that I’ve lashed out a slew of attempts to get a friend, a close friend. However, there is no one I could really confide my secrets with, I would like to ask the wretched God where my faith can never reach him, are humans made to unveil anything that get into their ears?

Eyes are dubbed the tool of a human “for see” and foresee things, it’s seemingly true but some have outbeaten us – the blind people.

My college is situated near a institution for blind people, where I can witness how those vision-impaired people make their way from the doormat of the institution to KL Sentral (a place where there are several public transport like light railway transit). They used to walk alone, with no doubt the pavement which is made blind-friendly is not sufficient to boost their poise to walk such far distance, I’m truly impressed.

Their brain have replaced their eyes as a tool “for see” and foresee as well, mainly due to the number of times using the same road over and over again, they can “see” better than us, where some of us could even slipped or tripped by obstacles and slippery floors, they don’t. I’ve noticed that their steps are very strong to nail them down to the floor for every step they take, for the reason why they don’t fall on wet days, astonishing.

We have eyes, but we don’t even use it for vision. I used to say – eyes are the root of evil. Eyes can be as innocent as a dead volcano, yet it can be deadly. The reasoning behind all reasons  for a bad thought to kindle is the eye. Take any crime or fault as example, the most distinctive and infamous one – rape. With eyes, one has no problem carry out his “operation” provided that he is sane and of sound mind. A brawl, it takes 100 percent eye power to help your fist to reach your opponent. A murder, where eyes can get rid of someone with a gun at point blank.

The same road, walked for a myriad of times, where one even has knowledge of the number of footsteps needed to reach a place. Nonetheless, what for? Your eyes have boast too much of your confidence that you’ve lost vigilance. With me being no exception, we do slip in the same path where we used over and over and over again for numerous times. Vision-impaired people are vigilant and embedded with high awareness, they have “eyes” that foresee, no matter how many times they’ve passed the same path, they pass as if it was the first day they are using the path.

So, my human, what are our eyes for?