Fighting!

It takes alot of finesse to be non judgmental. Simply because it is too easy to be judgmental. One can judge another with little or no effort. Keeping that in mind to be true to yourself takes alot of courage. It is simply easier to change according to your circumstances. Changing faces, wearing masks; we are all master shapeshifters.

Few take the road less trodden, because it's tough and untested; one fears the unknown. They'd stick to the devil the know than the devil they don't.

I have attempted on the path of the one less trodden. I have fallen a few times, but I shall simply raise myself and walk again. For I can only stronger after a trial if I don't fall. For success is not in never failing but rising for every time we fail.

I wish that I didn't have to do what I am doing if I were born with a silver spoon or that I was born without a care in the world other than some superficial needs and wants. No reality has come alot earlier for me and I have no choice but to stand up to it; and that involves some sacrifices.

I blame nothing; for what can I blame upon ignorance?
And so they say ignorance is bliss; yet how can there be bliss if one is ignorant of what they are ignorant about? There is no learning, understanding or even empathy merely dislike, disgruntlement and anger.

I will learn along this journey of life, this is merely one of the many chapters in that infinite tome of knowledge.

How long how long.

How long ago was it when I first started to blog. It's rather curious to see the way my thoughts have evolved and changed, maybe not even for the better. Life has indeed brought me to unexpected places, given me unexpected surprises and bestowed upon me unexpected friends. I couldn't have been more thankful.

As of now, I am teetering on the edge of the Great Unknown of the Adult world as I know it. As much as I wanted to deny being of age, there is no turning back. Life is whisking me off to the strangest places. Oh how I hark back to the days in Catholic High. Kidding around in JC. Boys to men in NS. That period of blissful nonchalance has passed and is long gone. All I can do is to look back at the times that I had wistfully.

- "As the shock of the cold water hit me, a familiar sensation washed down my spine. Time is of no consequence in this realm. As I close my eyes, I hear the familiar sounds of the night; the silent song of the waves, gentle whispers of the night breeze. Nothing but darkness before my eyes, punctuated with little blips of light in the horizon; stars aplenty and the warm orange glow of the floodlights - a corona around my frame. All is still as I exist simultaneously between this schism of time in my mind and reality. I was here and otherwhere, same place, different time."

I let forth an open-hearted laugh as reminiscence filled me, my world came to light again. All I am looking at is a white tiled wall in a dinghy showeroom. All thats left of my other consciousness fled back into the recesses of my memory.

It felt real. For a merest fraction of time. I felt connected.