When I was a student, the question, "What do you want to do in life?" or "Where do you see yourself in _ years" was always welcomed, and answered with a certain dreamy eyed pleasure.
Now more than halfway through working life, I'd always hate it whenever someone (or even me) asks myself the very same questions.
Why do the possibilities seem narrower eventhough I sort of 'have it all'?
And I plough through life rather joyessly and with downcast eyes? No more idealistic or seeing any point in dreaming of possibilities.
There was a time when I thought that everything was possible, if only you really wanted it and worked for it with dogged determination. Well, real life has certainly proved me wrong - we're really no more in control of our destinies than the grass that is here today and gone tomorrow.
And I've come to realize that there are two things in this world that I would give almost anything for - being with people I love and playing - both of which are sort of denied to me right now, by the burden of responsibility.
Burden of responsibility or is it really the privilege of responsibility?
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
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Sunday, August 07, 2011
SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL
What I get from my reflection isn't what I thought I'd see.
Give me reason to believe you'd never keep me incomplete.
Will you untie this loss of mine, it easily defines me.
Do you see it on my face.
That all I can think about is how long
I've been waiting to feel you move me.
Close my eyes and hold my heart.
Cover me and make me something.
Change this something normal into something beautiful...
When the gulf between what I am and what I want to be just seems to get bigger and bigger.
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