It is hard for me to put my feelings and thoughts into words. Words are linear. Arranged in a serial structure. Where a word's meaning is determined by the words that comes before it and goes after it. A sentence's meaning is built by words and an idea can only be communicated if these words and sentences are read in the correct sequence.
Thoughts and feelings are totally chaotic. It do not have a definite begining and end to it. Putting it into words seems like trying to untangle a ball of yarn. Sometimes you have to snip it apart and arrange it as best as you can with the mutilated strands. And hope that your arrangments could at least make people understand what really goes on in your head.
I had a chat with a friend of mine from my Mara Junior Science College (MRSM) days. She's currently being stationed in prague by her company, accenture. That is enough for me, a mere mortal, to gasp the words 'ooo wow'. But thats not the matter. What really interest me now is that she leads a somewhat extreme life. While I am here in a life lead with prudence and caution.
She had her fill of sweetness and bitterness of life. Maybe she might not admit it. To me, i think she's felt both. As for me, i'm in a state of numbness. I've never ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...
This blog entry had become obsolete during its writing. As what i've said before. Human mind is like a ball of yarn. We could snip at it and try to lay it open for others to look at and scrutinize. And during the snipping and cutting of the threads, new perspective could come into being.
Who am I to judge whether i've wasted my life, my youth? I may think that my life is a bore. But would it not be an insult to the people around me that have shared their life with me and thinks that the experiances that they had is a blessing?
Thoughts and feelings are totally chaotic. It do not have a definite begining and end to it. Putting it into words seems like trying to untangle a ball of yarn. Sometimes you have to snip it apart and arrange it as best as you can with the mutilated strands. And hope that your arrangments could at least make people understand what really goes on in your head.
I had a chat with a friend of mine from my Mara Junior Science College (MRSM) days. She's currently being stationed in prague by her company, accenture. That is enough for me, a mere mortal, to gasp the words 'ooo wow'. But thats not the matter. What really interest me now is that she leads a somewhat extreme life. While I am here in a life lead with prudence and caution.
She had her fill of sweetness and bitterness of life. Maybe she might not admit it. To me, i think she's felt both. As for me, i'm in a state of numbness. I've never ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...
This blog entry had become obsolete during its writing. As what i've said before. Human mind is like a ball of yarn. We could snip at it and try to lay it open for others to look at and scrutinize. And during the snipping and cutting of the threads, new perspective could come into being.
Who am I to judge whether i've wasted my life, my youth? I may think that my life is a bore. But would it not be an insult to the people around me that have shared their life with me and thinks that the experiances that they had is a blessing?
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