BaNAnAs

I bought a bunch of bananas from the supermarket. When I got home, I noticed that one of them was bruised on one side. Further inspection revealed that only half the banana could be eaten. No big deal, I had 4 other beautifully ripened bananas to enjoy.

It’s a little like life. You decide to do some things. Some of the things you do follow the natural order of what you expected, and you are satisfied. Some other things that you do fall so far out of line with what you think should happen, and you are left disgruntled.

I guess, it all depends on the luck of the draw.
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kiTe

In the distant sky, I see a kite. A kite, frolicking in the sky. She’s a pretty bird, that kite, reflecting rainbow-coloured dreams in her too long tail. I scan the horizon, but am unable to see who is flying the bird-kite. Later I would reach an open field. And I would see the bird-kite hanging limp, draped over a branch. On the branch of a tree, the bird-kite lays lifeless.

I didn’t do it.
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it'S Not cLEaR

Sometimes we make it through when we cannot see the facts clearly.
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gRAtitUDe

When someone saves you from the brink of death, there is only one emotion you have towards them. Gratitude. Gratitude that runs as deep as the deepest ocean. Gratitude that rises as high as the highest mountain. Gratitude that is endless, infinite, that goes on forever and ever.

Some of the people who saved me I will never know. Perhaps, these are the unsung heroes who work quietly, tirelessly.

Some of the people who saved me I hold dear inside me. Perhaps, I hope I can return their favour someday.

I owe my life to you, to you, to you, to you, to you, to you, to you, to you, to you, to you, to you, to you, and to you.

Thank you, from the bottom of my heart.
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leTtER tO YoU

Dear you,

This letter is long in coming, but it is necessary.

I feel the distance between us growing, and that makes me sad. I miss those days when we could chat with each other freely, and frequently. It has been months now, and I don’t know how you are doing.

All I want is for you to be happy. Because you are a nice person, and nice people deserve to be happy. Nice people should not have to suffer the tragedy of pain or loss. Nice people should have nice things happening to them.

What changed between us? Is it something I did or said? Or perhaps something I didn’t do or didn’t say? If you don’t tell me, I will never know.

Maybe, we both don’t want to know.

Love, me
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MovE oN

The human soul can be very fragile. The human spirit can also be very resilient. For example, you cry after you break-up with your partner. But given enough time and willpower, you recover from the break-up. Life moves on after all. You can’t be just waiting at one spot forever.

I remember, it was not until my 7th year of working that something at work made me cry. For a long time, I was very proud, that nothing at work could make me cry. But you break sometimes. I don’t think I can ever work with that colleague again. And I begin to move on.

A rolling stone gathers no moss.
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A suPErFluOus LiFE

"It's the same with life: when all superfluous things have been discarded, we discover simplicity and concentration. The simpler and more sober the posture, the more beautiful it will be, even though, at first, it may seem uncomfortable."

(from "The Witch of Portobello" by Paulo Coelho)
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From this moment on, you are free.
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aLl roAdS LeaD tO RoME

The concept of life as a journey has been often discussed. We speak of choosing one path over another, of walking from darkness to light, of setting and achieving milestones.

And perhaps the perennial question is always, “Which way do I go?” The answer doesn’t come easy. Or rather, it is difficult to find an answer. Because circumstances and situations change. They affect each person differently. The path I take may not be what you would choose. The path you walk may prove to be arduous for me.

So it follows that each of us has to figure out our own journey. Or at least, we owe it to ourselves to keep trying. Some roads may be bumpy and you get really carsick. Some roads lead downhill making it easy to run. Yet other roads are so narrow you have to walk alone. Each road though, is never the same, even for you.

“Where are you going?”

“I don’t know.”

“Then how will you know when you have arrived?”

“That is a good question. A really good question.”
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mE

13 is my favourite number.
My current colour of choice is purple.
Beansprouts and mushrooms are the bane of my life.
I love rainbows.
I believe there are 7 pots of gold at the end of the rainbow.
I believe in fairies and unicorns.
I believe in love at first sight.
I believe in happily ever after.
I believe in life, light and love.

I do not apologise for who I am. Neither should you.
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fOoTPriNTs

The Lord replied, "The times when you have seen only one set of footprints in the sand, is when I carried you."

(Mary Stevenson)

hOw COuLd iT Be?

In a strange twist of events, something that I expected to happen did not. Instead, the opposite of what I expected to happen happened. It was bewildering, and frustrating. It got under my skin and it has become incorrigibly irritating.

My friend said, “No expectations, no disappointments.”

I don’t buy that. How can a person live without expectations? It’s like telling a fish to live out of water. It is with expectations that life goes on. Like expecting to see tomorrow, or expecting to be able to catch my next breath.

I am going to die. Aren’t we all?
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PerFecTiON

Resilience and fortitude are qualities I very much admire in others. They are also qualities that I find lacking in myself. Perhaps that’s why I look up to those who manage to hold on even after a calamity. Perhaps that’s why I hold in awe those who walk on in courage even in the darkest of nights.

Whenever I encounter stories of heroism, altruistic or personal, they stir in me emotions so deep that they rock the very core of my being. And every once in a while, my faith in the human race is restored. Sometimes, it even seems possible to overcome our human condition and therefore strain towards perfection.

I have tried my best. Or else, I’ll die trying.
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