When you were 8 years old, your mom bought you an ice-cream
and you thanked her by dripping it all over...
When you were 9 years old, your mom paid for your tuition fee
and you thanked her by not even bothering...
When you were 10 years old, your mom took you from one place to another
and you thanked her by arguing with her about not getting enough freedom...
When you were 11 years old, your mom took your friends and you to the movies
and you thanked her by sitting 5 rows away...
When you were 12 years old, your mom warned you about certain shows
and you thanked her by watching it anyway...
When you were 13 years old, your mom suggested a stylish haircut
and you thanked her by going against her suggestion...
When you were 14 years old, your mom told you not to smoke
and you thanked her by hiding cigarettes behind her back...
When you were 15 years old, your mom came home tired from work lookin for a hug
and you thanked her by not even saying a word...
When you were 16 years old, your mom taught you to drive
and you thanked her by leaving with the car every chance you got...
When you were 17 years old, your mom got high-speed internet
and you thanked her by using it all day long, ignoring her even more...
When you were 18 years old, your mom cried at your graduation
and you thanked her by getting drunk in a party till dawn...
When you were 19 years old, your mom took the initiative to drive you to campus
an you thanked her by asking her to stop down the road to avoid embarassment in front of friends...
When you were 25 years old, your mom worked hard to pay for your grand wedding
and you thanked her by moving to another half of the world...
When you finally were 50 years old, your mom turns ill
and you thanked her after all these years by ranting on about what a burden parents have become to children...
And one day, after a life of a mother was dedicated to her child, she quietly passes on... And everything you never did came crashing down on you like thunder to the heart... Guilt drowns your very soul... and all that was once good and precious to you is not so good no more..........
So, before this tragedy further its way through my somewhat ungrateful life, this is my little way of thanking my mother... For all she has, is and will do for me, just in case I haven't been as grateful as I could have been...
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
A Life Of A Teenager
It is the hour of the month now, a new month is about to ascend among us... and what a better way to start off the month than with a blizzard... "whoopie-doo"... Well, an assignment is due on Friday and I have to get it done with... So, today's post is gonna be short and sweet... Well, maybe not sweet but the short part is certainly in...Been kind off hectic past couple days, lots of work and studying as for the next three days will be occupied with exams and quiz and usual... Now that I have 3 cores in a semester, a little work comes a long way... Math, Science and Social... haihz...
Anyways, enough of all this studying "mambo-jambo"... Lets cut to the chase... A teenager's life today can be such a dream and for some, it is currently a living nightmare... With common tragedies which have come upon us in this hard times, parents try their hardest to live up to their children's needs... especially at the age of a teenager, the prime of life, the essential growth of oneself, physically, mentally, emotionally and psycologically, the foetus stage of a true man(woman)... It is the time where a person find oneself, good or bad... It is the stage of growth and puberty and the stage of a man forming a conscience, a self, an Ego... It is the stage where the child finally starts to experience life and slowly and progressively separate themselves from their parents(till a certain point)... Cruel and cold as it may sound, it is human nature...
These experiences, these growth, these changes are essential and crutial to the stages of becoming as what some might say "A True Person"... However, the way these experiences are attended to are up to the teenager him/herself... Most experiences are commemorated.. However, some experieces haunt the very living soul of a person... It just can't be helped in this modern world of everyday chaos and tragedies... For one, Divorces... A divorce can be hard on some teenagers, especially if it were a divorce of dispute... Abuse could be another example... Child abuse or even wife abuse, physical or mental, can be a major set abck in the life of a teenager... The list goes on and on, the sky is the limit... however, don't be misled, the commemorated experiences are not often forgotten... Like the time a teenager first gets his/her freedom of choice... How many of you teenagers there don't remember those days...The good old days... Well... This is basically the life of a teenager... Life has it's ups and downs, just a matter of how high and how low...
As usual, a couple of quotes from some more recognized people worthy of attention:
Don't laugh at a youth for his affectations; he is only trying on one face after another to find a face of his own. (Logan Pearsell Smith)
The best substitute for experience is being sixteen. (Raymond Duncan)
Adolescents are not monsters. They are just people trying to learn how to make it among the adults in the world, who are probably not so sure themselves. (Virginia Satir)
Anyways, enough of all this studying "mambo-jambo"... Lets cut to the chase... A teenager's life today can be such a dream and for some, it is currently a living nightmare... With common tragedies which have come upon us in this hard times, parents try their hardest to live up to their children's needs... especially at the age of a teenager, the prime of life, the essential growth of oneself, physically, mentally, emotionally and psycologically, the foetus stage of a true man(woman)... It is the time where a person find oneself, good or bad... It is the stage of growth and puberty and the stage of a man forming a conscience, a self, an Ego... It is the stage where the child finally starts to experience life and slowly and progressively separate themselves from their parents(till a certain point)... Cruel and cold as it may sound, it is human nature...
These experiences, these growth, these changes are essential and crutial to the stages of becoming as what some might say "A True Person"... However, the way these experiences are attended to are up to the teenager him/herself... Most experiences are commemorated.. However, some experieces haunt the very living soul of a person... It just can't be helped in this modern world of everyday chaos and tragedies... For one, Divorces... A divorce can be hard on some teenagers, especially if it were a divorce of dispute... Abuse could be another example... Child abuse or even wife abuse, physical or mental, can be a major set abck in the life of a teenager... The list goes on and on, the sky is the limit... however, don't be misled, the commemorated experiences are not often forgotten... Like the time a teenager first gets his/her freedom of choice... How many of you teenagers there don't remember those days...The good old days... Well... This is basically the life of a teenager... Life has it's ups and downs, just a matter of how high and how low...
As usual, a couple of quotes from some more recognized people worthy of attention:
Don't laugh at a youth for his affectations; he is only trying on one face after another to find a face of his own. (Logan Pearsell Smith)
The best substitute for experience is being sixteen. (Raymond Duncan)
Adolescents are not monsters. They are just people trying to learn how to make it among the adults in the world, who are probably not so sure themselves. (Virginia Satir)
Sunday, February 26, 2006
Honesty
Today... First day of actually geting back on track... Hope this is not my last... anyhow, today was just another casual weekend leisure... Mostly about relaxing and barely finishing up homework and studies...
Well... For the past 15 (going on 16) years of my life, this word...this honesty has consumed my memories... I, for one, have been engrossed with this word....word of truth. faith, fedility...a word of true honor... As a civilized boy, thriving to be a man of wisdom, honesty was, is and hopefully will remain one of my virtues... Honesty... This word, this term, lives in all of us... No matter the people who persistently proclaims honesty to be an obsolete tool in this modern world...
Honesty is no tool... It is a necessity... It is essential, vital, fundamental or even crutial, some might say, for the sake of humanity... To some, honesty is anachronistic, bygone, dated... The corruption of this sometimes inhumane world has not only caused wars and bloodshed but the true meaning of honesty... honesty has been gravely overshadowed by lies and deceit... Honesty is no longer an admirable virtue to some... Honesty has lost its path amongst us...(some of us) We have abandoned this word, we have deserted the true vitality of this word... We have forsaken it from within us... We have lost the touch to bring it back... subcounsciously or blatantly... Now, this word is barely whispered amongst ears... It is whispered as if the word itself is too frail and fragile to merely be mentioned.. As if this word is at a brink of extinction... As if it is being forsaken...by US...
Some quotes:
Honest men fear neither the light nor the dark. (Thomas Fuller)
No man has a good enough memory to make a successful liar. (Abraham Lincoln)
A half truth is a whole lie. (Yiddish Proverb)
Make yourself an honest man, and then you may be sure there is one less rascal in the world. (Thomas Carlyle)
A lie has speed, but truth has endurance. (Edgar J. Mohn)
Honesty is never seen sitting astride the fence. (unknown)
Well... For the past 15 (going on 16) years of my life, this word...this honesty has consumed my memories... I, for one, have been engrossed with this word....word of truth. faith, fedility...a word of true honor... As a civilized boy, thriving to be a man of wisdom, honesty was, is and hopefully will remain one of my virtues... Honesty... This word, this term, lives in all of us... No matter the people who persistently proclaims honesty to be an obsolete tool in this modern world...
Honesty is no tool... It is a necessity... It is essential, vital, fundamental or even crutial, some might say, for the sake of humanity... To some, honesty is anachronistic, bygone, dated... The corruption of this sometimes inhumane world has not only caused wars and bloodshed but the true meaning of honesty... honesty has been gravely overshadowed by lies and deceit... Honesty is no longer an admirable virtue to some... Honesty has lost its path amongst us...(some of us) We have abandoned this word, we have deserted the true vitality of this word... We have forsaken it from within us... We have lost the touch to bring it back... subcounsciously or blatantly... Now, this word is barely whispered amongst ears... It is whispered as if the word itself is too frail and fragile to merely be mentioned.. As if this word is at a brink of extinction... As if it is being forsaken...by US...
Some quotes:
Honest men fear neither the light nor the dark. (Thomas Fuller)
No man has a good enough memory to make a successful liar. (Abraham Lincoln)
A half truth is a whole lie. (Yiddish Proverb)
Make yourself an honest man, and then you may be sure there is one less rascal in the world. (Thomas Carlyle)
A lie has speed, but truth has endurance. (Edgar J. Mohn)
Honesty is never seen sitting astride the fence. (unknown)
Friday, February 24, 2006
Back On the "Horse"
For those of you who were actually hoping for utter reading material... This is not the one... unless an interest in my life kindles within you... This day which hath been brought upon me shall be dwelled upon the so called "issues" of my current life...
I have lost track of the absolute time for the past 10 days or so now.... The mere purpose of life has been drifted from my blurry sight... I have blatantly and subconsciously been derailed from the routines of my sluggish days... however, I hope to be back on track... As they say... when one falls off a horse... Just get back on... hopefully... my "horse" is still loyally and patiently awaiting the arrival of its master... It is the 24th today... And I have not blogged for about 9 days now... This detachment has caused great grief to this fragile and frail heart of mine... My inspiration and the shere will to forge ahead in this written journey had been shadowed over by the unimportant, the inconsequential, the irrelevant... but no more (I hope)...no more will I stroll along the alleys of the insignificant...
Aside from my impudent side-tracks(this is where the pour grammar and brutal vocabulary generates), I have been kind of sick during the past Thursday(yesterday)... unfortunately, my feeble body could not fulfill the determined and dedicated will of my all so frail desire of cheese... Yes... Cheese... Well... Let's just say I learnt the lesson the hard way... and hopefully that was my very last one... Having to miss a quiz in school...which was a regretful loss for me... is an unfortunate event... Luckily, my body got over and got rid of the excessive amount of cheese from my system... Leaving me for a fast recovery... Just in time to replenish myself and commence a new beginning the very next day in school... Refreshing me with yet another exam... For the past week or so... my routine has been disrupted... but not anymore(I Hope)... For hope is all I can count on... (here are some quotes for you'll to compensate for this senseless post)
The only medicine for the miserable is Hope. (translated Shakespeare)
There is no hope unmingled with fear, and no fear unmingled with hope. (Baruch Spinoza)
Hope is the only bee that makes honey without flowers.(Robert Ingersoll)
Hope is like a road in the country; there was never a road, but when many people walk on it, the road comes into existence.(Lin Yutang)
Hope is but a shimmer of light amongst shadows. (Alexander Lim)
I have lost track of the absolute time for the past 10 days or so now.... The mere purpose of life has been drifted from my blurry sight... I have blatantly and subconsciously been derailed from the routines of my sluggish days... however, I hope to be back on track... As they say... when one falls off a horse... Just get back on... hopefully... my "horse" is still loyally and patiently awaiting the arrival of its master... It is the 24th today... And I have not blogged for about 9 days now... This detachment has caused great grief to this fragile and frail heart of mine... My inspiration and the shere will to forge ahead in this written journey had been shadowed over by the unimportant, the inconsequential, the irrelevant... but no more (I hope)...no more will I stroll along the alleys of the insignificant...
Aside from my impudent side-tracks(this is where the pour grammar and brutal vocabulary generates), I have been kind of sick during the past Thursday(yesterday)... unfortunately, my feeble body could not fulfill the determined and dedicated will of my all so frail desire of cheese... Yes... Cheese... Well... Let's just say I learnt the lesson the hard way... and hopefully that was my very last one... Having to miss a quiz in school...which was a regretful loss for me... is an unfortunate event... Luckily, my body got over and got rid of the excessive amount of cheese from my system... Leaving me for a fast recovery... Just in time to replenish myself and commence a new beginning the very next day in school... Refreshing me with yet another exam... For the past week or so... my routine has been disrupted... but not anymore(I Hope)... For hope is all I can count on... (here are some quotes for you'll to compensate for this senseless post)
The only medicine for the miserable is Hope. (translated Shakespeare)
There is no hope unmingled with fear, and no fear unmingled with hope. (Baruch Spinoza)
Hope is the only bee that makes honey without flowers.(Robert Ingersoll)
Hope is like a road in the country; there was never a road, but when many people walk on it, the road comes into existence.(Lin Yutang)
Hope is but a shimmer of light amongst shadows. (Alexander Lim)
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Memories
The winter is back to where it should be; Alberta... Nothing great about that... its -27 now and sadly, its going to be -25 whole day long tomorrow.. and for those who are not familiar with this, by this time, it should be at least -30... but I guess I got it easy... And with the wind chill, tomorrow is turning out to be around -30 to -38....haihz... Well, the nice weather was fun while it lasted... and besides, I am spoilt long enough with this B-E-AUtiful winter(so called)...
Learning about World War 2 today... It got me thinking about lots of stuff.... and this thinking has mainly brought me to... MEMORIES... Memories are to some of us, treasures of our absolute past... vague reminders of who we are and where we come from...Our origin, our source, the dawning of our very birth... To others however, memories are perceived as old lifelong nightmares...as a reminder of their grim, dreadful ancient history... A dream gone bad... and now, this dream, this nightmare, haunts the very living soul as a reminder...as a nightmare... as a memory...
For some of us, these revered memories are often revived and most definitely cherished... Its just like a sweet, pleasant dream which we hope we never have to leave.... to be able to endear our past with such high esteem... Nevertheless, if it weren't for the pain, joy wouldn't feel so good... To others, memories of such joy and happiness are not existent... Memories only revive agony and suffering... These brutal and cruel reminders are often abondoned, lapsed, disremembered some might say... but despite the effort, memories remain memories... It is like a nightmare to some, a reminder to the failures of the mere feeble mortals... It is no figment of imagination (althought some people would like to think so)...“Life gives us brief moments with another...but sometimes in those brief moments we get memories that last a life time..."
It is a persons choice to commemorate it or dwell upon it...
Memories are the treasures that we keep locked deep within the storehouse of our souls, to keep our hearts warm when we are lonely.
The best things in life come in threes, like friends, dreams, and memories.
We all have our time machines. Some take us back, they're called memories. Some take us forward, they're called dreams.
Learning about World War 2 today... It got me thinking about lots of stuff.... and this thinking has mainly brought me to... MEMORIES... Memories are to some of us, treasures of our absolute past... vague reminders of who we are and where we come from...Our origin, our source, the dawning of our very birth... To others however, memories are perceived as old lifelong nightmares...as a reminder of their grim, dreadful ancient history... A dream gone bad... and now, this dream, this nightmare, haunts the very living soul as a reminder...as a nightmare... as a memory...
For some of us, these revered memories are often revived and most definitely cherished... Its just like a sweet, pleasant dream which we hope we never have to leave.... to be able to endear our past with such high esteem... Nevertheless, if it weren't for the pain, joy wouldn't feel so good... To others, memories of such joy and happiness are not existent... Memories only revive agony and suffering... These brutal and cruel reminders are often abondoned, lapsed, disremembered some might say... but despite the effort, memories remain memories... It is like a nightmare to some, a reminder to the failures of the mere feeble mortals... It is no figment of imagination (althought some people would like to think so)...“Life gives us brief moments with another...but sometimes in those brief moments we get memories that last a life time..."
It is a persons choice to commemorate it or dwell upon it...
Memories are the treasures that we keep locked deep within the storehouse of our souls, to keep our hearts warm when we are lonely.
The best things in life come in threes, like friends, dreams, and memories.
We all have our time machines. Some take us back, they're called memories. Some take us forward, they're called dreams.
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Revenge
School went by in a flash today... Without realizing the time, school was over...Fast... And just like any other day, I took the public bus home... It's getting a little colder now...as the wind is coming around... and bringing along some snow too... All said and done... Winter's coming, it's getting colder now... So for all you guys interested in snow and the cold... "Whooopiee-doo"...And for the rest of us with a liking of 0-2degrees.... Get Dressed!!
An eye for an eye makes the whole world go blind... After publishing my last post, I couldn't get that expicit phrase to vacate my weary mind... This intelligible phrase was well-said by the wise peacemaker, Gandhi... This phrase is so simple yet so elaborate... This comprehensive phrase has lead this indifferent mind of mine towards another word... A word which represents retaliation, avengement, counterplay, malevolence, retribution and vengeance... This word is the source of the phrase itself; revenge... I have once heard... "Revenge is a meal best served cold"... Revenge has no other way of being served... There is nothing polite or courteous in revenge, no kindness or generosity, no sense of hospitality or charity... Revenge is just pure cold hearted payback, counterblow, reciprocate... The thought of it gives the chills right down the spine...
To some, revenge is manipulated to a necessity... some refer to revenge an eye for an eye... and this in fact, has become a compulsory act or what some might say, an excuse... A pathetic and petty excuse to hurt one that has once hurt you... and as most people do not understand, an eye for an eye makes the whole world go blind... Yes... We should not tolerate disrespect or insolence of others... but we should not take punishments too far... That was the cause of the Great Wars in the first place... ( All the countries were so blindly inspired by revenge which caused the World War)...
An eye for an eye makes the whole world go blind(Gandhi)
Revenge proves its own executioner(John Ford)
By taking revenge, a man is but even with his enemy; but in passing over it, he is superior.(Francis Bacon)
'Tis more noble to forgive, and more manly to despise, than to revenge an Injury.(Benjamin Franklin)
Those who plot the destruction of others often fall themselves.(Phaedrus)
Revenge is the naked idol of the worship of a semi-barbarous age. (Percy Bysshe Shelley)
Revenge taste as sweet as honey...at first... The aftertaste is just like rusted metal...
An eye for an eye makes the whole world go blind... After publishing my last post, I couldn't get that expicit phrase to vacate my weary mind... This intelligible phrase was well-said by the wise peacemaker, Gandhi... This phrase is so simple yet so elaborate... This comprehensive phrase has lead this indifferent mind of mine towards another word... A word which represents retaliation, avengement, counterplay, malevolence, retribution and vengeance... This word is the source of the phrase itself; revenge... I have once heard... "Revenge is a meal best served cold"... Revenge has no other way of being served... There is nothing polite or courteous in revenge, no kindness or generosity, no sense of hospitality or charity... Revenge is just pure cold hearted payback, counterblow, reciprocate... The thought of it gives the chills right down the spine...
To some, revenge is manipulated to a necessity... some refer to revenge an eye for an eye... and this in fact, has become a compulsory act or what some might say, an excuse... A pathetic and petty excuse to hurt one that has once hurt you... and as most people do not understand, an eye for an eye makes the whole world go blind... Yes... We should not tolerate disrespect or insolence of others... but we should not take punishments too far... That was the cause of the Great Wars in the first place... ( All the countries were so blindly inspired by revenge which caused the World War)...
An eye for an eye makes the whole world go blind(Gandhi)
Revenge proves its own executioner(John Ford)
By taking revenge, a man is but even with his enemy; but in passing over it, he is superior.(Francis Bacon)
'Tis more noble to forgive, and more manly to despise, than to revenge an Injury.(Benjamin Franklin)
Those who plot the destruction of others often fall themselves.(Phaedrus)
Revenge is the naked idol of the worship of a semi-barbarous age. (Percy Bysshe Shelley)
Revenge taste as sweet as honey...at first... The aftertaste is just like rusted metal...
Monday, February 13, 2006
War
School has just begun and once again formed a routine to my life in its own unique way...
Learning about the World Wars has got me hecked up about war itself...Yes... I should not dwell in the past... However, this crutial event is an inevitable accident, unavoidable casualty which has unfortunately caused the whole world a great deal of suffering and shere torment, economically and politically... Even the mere thought itself is bloodcurling...battles, bloodsheds, conflicts, enmity, struggle... All terms associated with this brutal war... It has petrified, terrified and stupefied us all...
Wars not only causes economical and political breakdowns; racism, prejudice and sexism often comes along within the package of War... This war, this crutial battle has brought us all into depressions and breakdowns... These tensions of racisms, prejudices and sexisms have plagued our worlds since then... Despite the fact that the war is over, the effects of it still lingers among us... Reluctant to vacate the hearts and minds of (most) of our young men today... The French are (sometimes) still discriminated by the English, the Japs are (sometimes) still shun by the Chinese, the Natives are still... well, Natives... Women are still often underestimated despite their major contribution in the Wars which has gone by wordless, unsaid, unstated and concealed...
War has undoubtedly brought our once peaceful and harmonious world hatred, tension, anxiety and restlessness amongst countries and country-men... Amongst various races... Amongst men and women... and most of all Amongst this World of Ours... quotes of wisdom regarding senseless Wars :
Either war is obsolete or men are (R.Buckminster Fuller)
Violence is the first refuge of the incompetent. (Isaac Asimov)
You can no more win a war than you can win an earthquake.(Jeanette Rankin)
An eye for eye only ends up making the whole world blind. (Gandhi)
I object to violence because when it appears to do good, the good is only temporary; the evil it does is permanent.(Gandhi)
Learning about the World Wars has got me hecked up about war itself...Yes... I should not dwell in the past... However, this crutial event is an inevitable accident, unavoidable casualty which has unfortunately caused the whole world a great deal of suffering and shere torment, economically and politically... Even the mere thought itself is bloodcurling...battles, bloodsheds, conflicts, enmity, struggle... All terms associated with this brutal war... It has petrified, terrified and stupefied us all...
Wars not only causes economical and political breakdowns; racism, prejudice and sexism often comes along within the package of War... This war, this crutial battle has brought us all into depressions and breakdowns... These tensions of racisms, prejudices and sexisms have plagued our worlds since then... Despite the fact that the war is over, the effects of it still lingers among us... Reluctant to vacate the hearts and minds of (most) of our young men today... The French are (sometimes) still discriminated by the English, the Japs are (sometimes) still shun by the Chinese, the Natives are still... well, Natives... Women are still often underestimated despite their major contribution in the Wars which has gone by wordless, unsaid, unstated and concealed...
War has undoubtedly brought our once peaceful and harmonious world hatred, tension, anxiety and restlessness amongst countries and country-men... Amongst various races... Amongst men and women... and most of all Amongst this World of Ours... quotes of wisdom regarding senseless Wars :
Either war is obsolete or men are (R.Buckminster Fuller)
Violence is the first refuge of the incompetent. (Isaac Asimov)
You can no more win a war than you can win an earthquake.(Jeanette Rankin)
An eye for eye only ends up making the whole world blind. (Gandhi)
I object to violence because when it appears to do good, the good is only temporary; the evil it does is permanent.(Gandhi)
Sunday, February 12, 2006
Jealousy
Just like any other weekend, today was a day to sleep, watch movies and eat....thats about it... basically, just plain ole typical lazing around...school's anout to start again tomorrow(after 4 days of holidays)...well, it was fun while it lasted...
Jealousy... A distinctively dangerous word... Resentment, malcontent, dismay, disliking... All representing HATE... envy is the only word that truely describes this word... this "jealousy"... Just like Hate, jealousy is the feeling of absolute despise and utter antipathy... Nevertheless, jealousy is not exactly HATE... It is the most common source of HATE... Jealousy is known as fearful or wary of being supplanted; apprehensive of losing affection or position. Or in other words, the fear of the success of others... The envy of the victories of everyone but "you"... painfully desirous of another's advantages...covetous of others possessions...
This diabolic, attrocious, covetous word, jealous, is an anticipated characteristic of any common mortal... In fact, it lies in the minds of any living creature crawling on this very earth... This characteristic, this instinct can be caused by a dispossession of any sought... To some, seeing others possessing an object of their liking could cause jealousy... For others, seeing others feeling happy could cause jealousy...
However, just like Hate, this jealousy is just another senseless, ridiculous, irrational, uncivilized, foolish instinct of ours... Logically, it makes more sense to hurt yourself than to be jealous... We, as so called civilized, godd-natured, gentle humans, should in fact be happy for the success, possessions and most of all, the happiness of others... Here are some wise men who had discremenated jealousy...
Envy is the ulcer of the soul. (Socrates)
Our envy of others devours us most of all. (Alexander Solzhenitsyn)
In jealousy there is more self-love than love. (Francois Duc de la Rochefoucauld)
So full of artless jealousy is guilt It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.(William Shakespeare)
The jealous are possessed by a mad devil and a dull spirit at the same time. (Johann Kaspar Lavater)
Jealousy, that dragon which slays love under the pretence of keeping it alive.
Jealousy... A distinctively dangerous word... Resentment, malcontent, dismay, disliking... All representing HATE... envy is the only word that truely describes this word... this "jealousy"... Just like Hate, jealousy is the feeling of absolute despise and utter antipathy... Nevertheless, jealousy is not exactly HATE... It is the most common source of HATE... Jealousy is known as fearful or wary of being supplanted; apprehensive of losing affection or position. Or in other words, the fear of the success of others... The envy of the victories of everyone but "you"... painfully desirous of another's advantages...covetous of others possessions...
This diabolic, attrocious, covetous word, jealous, is an anticipated characteristic of any common mortal... In fact, it lies in the minds of any living creature crawling on this very earth... This characteristic, this instinct can be caused by a dispossession of any sought... To some, seeing others possessing an object of their liking could cause jealousy... For others, seeing others feeling happy could cause jealousy...
However, just like Hate, this jealousy is just another senseless, ridiculous, irrational, uncivilized, foolish instinct of ours... Logically, it makes more sense to hurt yourself than to be jealous... We, as so called civilized, godd-natured, gentle humans, should in fact be happy for the success, possessions and most of all, the happiness of others... Here are some wise men who had discremenated jealousy...
Envy is the ulcer of the soul. (Socrates)
Our envy of others devours us most of all. (Alexander Solzhenitsyn)
In jealousy there is more self-love than love. (Francois Duc de la Rochefoucauld)
So full of artless jealousy is guilt It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.(William Shakespeare)
The jealous are possessed by a mad devil and a dull spirit at the same time. (Johann Kaspar Lavater)
Jealousy, that dragon which slays love under the pretence of keeping it alive.
Friday, February 10, 2006
My Life
As I sat in a daze today(as usual), I suddenly realized something that came as a kind of shock to me... I used to be a guy with many friends... I used to be a little too friendly sometimes(in my opinion)... I used to love being around people and some people used to love being around me... However, being that I am in Canada now...away from Home Sweet Home... I have changed my attitude... and so have my lifestyle...
Life used to be all about friends, family and soccer when I was back home... However, I now realize that life is no more alike... for the most part... I used to hang around with a large group of friends and sometimes even would have fun... Now, however, I have lost interest to endure in this groups of people... I can't bear with crowds anymore... Maybe this is a part of growth, or maybe I've just been like this all the while... just took me some time to figure out my true self... I don't know... but what I do know is that Life is full of Amendments...Improvements or deteriorations... For better or worse...Life is amending...
My life used to evolve around people(friends)... Friends are still an undeniability... They still play a vital part in my life...at least a couple of them... Now, I have realized...and I have to accept the crutial fact... that I am not as close as I used to be to my friends back home(and vice versa)... Gradual decay is the name... Understanding the proven fact that people change and meet new people... I don't blame anyone for this devious gradual decay...
Well.... As they say...
"Life Goes On"
"Life is Full of Amendments"
And besides.. We're all on a fast track to death anyways (irrelevant)...
Life used to be all about friends, family and soccer when I was back home... However, I now realize that life is no more alike... for the most part... I used to hang around with a large group of friends and sometimes even would have fun... Now, however, I have lost interest to endure in this groups of people... I can't bear with crowds anymore... Maybe this is a part of growth, or maybe I've just been like this all the while... just took me some time to figure out my true self... I don't know... but what I do know is that Life is full of Amendments...Improvements or deteriorations... For better or worse...Life is amending...
My life used to evolve around people(friends)... Friends are still an undeniability... They still play a vital part in my life...at least a couple of them... Now, I have realized...and I have to accept the crutial fact... that I am not as close as I used to be to my friends back home(and vice versa)... Gradual decay is the name... Understanding the proven fact that people change and meet new people... I don't blame anyone for this devious gradual decay...
Well.... As they say...
"Life Goes On"
"Life is Full of Amendments"
And besides.. We're all on a fast track to death anyways (irrelevant)...
Hate
On this wonderful Friday morning(3pm)... The weather is great, suns out, pleasant wind brushing through my face, and to top it off(with a cherry), there's no school for me today... what else could a man ask for...
Resentment, dislike, spite, enmity, malevolence, despise... All words describing "HATE"... To many of you, this is not exactly a bombshell... Hate is one of the most vigorous yet severe natural instinct of any creature...This instinct blinds us blanatantly from the truth despite obvious evidents... Hate leads to grudges, anger and outrage (and vice versa)... It is the source of all discriminations and prejudices... Wars and bloodsheds have been caused by this lethal instinct... Hate is a stage of extreme and irrational resentment and malignity... It is a feeling of absolute despise and utter antipathy...
This atrocious word...this HATE... caused by mainly absurd reasons...(Here are a few)Jealousy, annoyance, malcontentment, mistrust, dissaproval, dismay or just plain ole frustration... Despite the fact that we, as rational, civilized, urbane humans, know the irrationality of this demented "hate"... We continue to pursue this instinct of ours( at least most people)... We, who call ourselves, intelligent, gracious, mannered, cultivating, considerate.... How could humans be called as such when we attend to such a foolish and ridiculous instinct...
Hate, I hope, is no longer in my vocabulary... I have tried and succeeded(hopefully) in disposing this instinct from my already corrupted system... This word does not represent anyone in my mind anymore... and I, for one, hope it never does... It has blinded me from the manifestation of the truth for far too long...I am not about to dwell on this mindless, unsound, unreasoning instinct...This HATE...
Thursday, February 09, 2006
Misguided Men
Waking up 1 in the afternoon was great...Finally, able to sleep peacefully... Able to rest without distractions or complications... Just simple, homely, sheer....Sleep...
History does nothing; it does not possess immense riches, it does not fight battles. It is men, real, living, who do all this... yes... Men(humans) are born responsible to run these tasks... however... How could this be when men today are sidetracked from life itself... Martin Luther King Jr. once said (something like)... "technology has surpassed religion... We have guided missiles and misguided MEN"... and I, for one, acknowledge this statement of truth...
Life for men these days does not mean anymore merely than "me, myself and I"... Humans as we know it are going through a phase of conversion...in spirit and mind... People are no longer concerned with the facts of the true sense of humanity... Men have overlooked the "forgetten ones"... The whole universe evolves around themselves these days... There is no meaning in right and wrong anymore...News regarding singers and NHL stars hit the news instantaneously, but when it comes to the odds of a survival of a child in Africa, not a word... Celebrities and superstars apprehend more attention than the sick people, children, of Africa, and India and etc...
There is no wrong in entertaining oneself... However, shouldn't the life of others be put beyond that? Shouldn't the bare survival of a civilization be put beyond all? Shouldn't we as humans be aghast by the true essence of life? Have we, as humans lost track of our priorities in life? Or are we just too blatant and ignorant to realize the troubles around us? Are we entirely too imbecilic and oblivious to realize the adversities of the true, real, living world???
It used to be obscure and now it is indisputable...
We have guided missiles and Misguided MEN....
History does nothing; it does not possess immense riches, it does not fight battles. It is men, real, living, who do all this... yes... Men(humans) are born responsible to run these tasks... however... How could this be when men today are sidetracked from life itself... Martin Luther King Jr. once said (something like)... "technology has surpassed religion... We have guided missiles and misguided MEN"... and I, for one, acknowledge this statement of truth...
Life for men these days does not mean anymore merely than "me, myself and I"... Humans as we know it are going through a phase of conversion...in spirit and mind... People are no longer concerned with the facts of the true sense of humanity... Men have overlooked the "forgetten ones"... The whole universe evolves around themselves these days... There is no meaning in right and wrong anymore...News regarding singers and NHL stars hit the news instantaneously, but when it comes to the odds of a survival of a child in Africa, not a word... Celebrities and superstars apprehend more attention than the sick people, children, of Africa, and India and etc...
There is no wrong in entertaining oneself... However, shouldn't the life of others be put beyond that? Shouldn't the bare survival of a civilization be put beyond all? Shouldn't we as humans be aghast by the true essence of life? Have we, as humans lost track of our priorities in life? Or are we just too blatant and ignorant to realize the troubles around us? Are we entirely too imbecilic and oblivious to realize the adversities of the true, real, living world???
It used to be obscure and now it is indisputable...
We have guided missiles and Misguided MEN....
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
Appreciation
This day has turned to be just GREAT... Shockingly, this day turned out to be one of those "perfect" days... It was B-E-Autiful... Had a fantastic shool day, came home, watched a movie or two, went for a jovial walk on this jolly ole day... On top of that, the weather is just heavenly(compared to past years)...
I stared upon the luminous stars which lie beyond the vast grasp of the sky looked as if they were floating so harmoniously within the corral of the clouds... Just seeking attention... Waiting for someone to stare mesmerized as I did... Patiently awaiting a crowd of spectators... Awaiting the eager audience... However, just like people, feeble mortals, these stars do not always attain the desires, cravings or sometimes even deservings... Well, as we all know by now... life is not fair most of the time(Doesn't take a genius to figure that out)...
However, this bias...this foul injustice can't be used as a sorry and pathetic excuse of failing in life... Failing to achieve one's goal... That does not qualify as an excuse for failing to try again... Life is not always fair... On the other hand, this crooked fact helps us to realize that we, as humans, often take things for granted... It is mostly human nature to accept a certain prestige for granted... But, do we truly appreciate the fact that we are nourished with clean water and edible food? Some of the largest countries(India, Africa, Pakistan...) are living in misery and desperation while we("civilized" countries) drink our clean water and eat our delish meals without sincerely appreciating it... Those steaks and wines going down those throats seem to be more than a mere dream to the unfortunate people of the second world countries... Even broccoli might appear to be a savored delicacy there...People of this generation are unaware of the importance and significance of clean water and good...GREAT food... These two basic elements could mean the survival of one more child in Africa or India... Aren't they worthy of life just like the rest of us?
Yes... Most people who read this might say..."Not wasting food on my plate does not mean extra food in the bare hands of others"...Yes, thats true... However, it is the principle...the thought, the appreciation of life itself that undoubtedly counts...
I stared upon the luminous stars which lie beyond the vast grasp of the sky looked as if they were floating so harmoniously within the corral of the clouds... Just seeking attention... Waiting for someone to stare mesmerized as I did... Patiently awaiting a crowd of spectators... Awaiting the eager audience... However, just like people, feeble mortals, these stars do not always attain the desires, cravings or sometimes even deservings... Well, as we all know by now... life is not fair most of the time(Doesn't take a genius to figure that out)...
However, this bias...this foul injustice can't be used as a sorry and pathetic excuse of failing in life... Failing to achieve one's goal... That does not qualify as an excuse for failing to try again... Life is not always fair... On the other hand, this crooked fact helps us to realize that we, as humans, often take things for granted... It is mostly human nature to accept a certain prestige for granted... But, do we truly appreciate the fact that we are nourished with clean water and edible food? Some of the largest countries(India, Africa, Pakistan...) are living in misery and desperation while we("civilized" countries) drink our clean water and eat our delish meals without sincerely appreciating it... Those steaks and wines going down those throats seem to be more than a mere dream to the unfortunate people of the second world countries... Even broccoli might appear to be a savored delicacy there...People of this generation are unaware of the importance and significance of clean water and good...GREAT food... These two basic elements could mean the survival of one more child in Africa or India... Aren't they worthy of life just like the rest of us?
Yes... Most people who read this might say..."Not wasting food on my plate does not mean extra food in the bare hands of others"...Yes, thats true... However, it is the principle...the thought, the appreciation of life itself that undoubtedly counts...
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
Death
Past couple of days has gone by fast.. as fast as can be... It did go as planned though... School, Snooze, Tv, Homework, Sleep.... and so on and so forth... Just as the all respected Tupac used to say... LIFE GOES ON...
The unfortunate incident got me thinking about the death of Tupac... To be more specific... Death itself... As I had said before, life is not about birth ad death.. Death is just a phase of life that all of us feeble mortals are compelled to experience...Sooner or later(Rather later than sooner)... Death to some people could mean the end of life... However, that is actually a new beginning or better yet a beginning of an end... Death shouldn't be mourned or feared... Death is an experience we all are destined to face...
Yes... The horrid and petrifying thought of having to lose our loved ones disheartens our very souls(yes..It does)... However, doesn't death also lead the deceased to a better place, a more "heavenly" place? Dying does mean end of life.... on earth... Death should also be considered as a "Passage To Heaven"... Both my grandparents have (unfortunately) passed on now... However, I rest asure knowing that two of my beloved and memorialized grandparents are resting in a more..."elevated" and paradisaical place... Yes... It is true... I have mourned over my most dearest grandparents... However, I have learnt that death is not always a "bad" thing... and I have celebrated their appeased and harmonious life... They might not be physically present... but their hearts and souls will be with us(rest of my family) till the day we meet our time... Till the day that our grandchildren will commerate our lives... Till the day I join them in heaven.. this elevated and paradisaical place...
The unfortunate incident got me thinking about the death of Tupac... To be more specific... Death itself... As I had said before, life is not about birth ad death.. Death is just a phase of life that all of us feeble mortals are compelled to experience...Sooner or later(Rather later than sooner)... Death to some people could mean the end of life... However, that is actually a new beginning or better yet a beginning of an end... Death shouldn't be mourned or feared... Death is an experience we all are destined to face...
Yes... The horrid and petrifying thought of having to lose our loved ones disheartens our very souls(yes..It does)... However, doesn't death also lead the deceased to a better place, a more "heavenly" place? Dying does mean end of life.... on earth... Death should also be considered as a "Passage To Heaven"... Both my grandparents have (unfortunately) passed on now... However, I rest asure knowing that two of my beloved and memorialized grandparents are resting in a more..."elevated" and paradisaical place... Yes... It is true... I have mourned over my most dearest grandparents... However, I have learnt that death is not always a "bad" thing... and I have celebrated their appeased and harmonious life... They might not be physically present... but their hearts and souls will be with us(rest of my family) till the day we meet our time... Till the day that our grandchildren will commerate our lives... Till the day I join them in heaven.. this elevated and paradisaical place...
Sunday, February 05, 2006
Missed
Annapolis was a great movie....quite inspiring actually... I basically spent whats left of my night doing my social homework... which was kind of a pain in the neck...
As a foreign student, I am aware of my friends and families' astounding presence... I appreciate the good times and miss them at times... But as I thought of it... This phrase... this verbalism... turned out to be remarkably true... " We don't miss things that are not gone"... To me, that slogan is "THE" slogan... That catchphrase runs through my troublesome mind everyday... I for one, realize the depth of that phrase... Having friends and families 3000 miles away isn't an ideal situation (not complaining or anything)... It has it times... however, most people do not understand the great deal of crave or desire which could be caused by this tormenting word...MISS...
In my point, I miss my home, my family, my friends(a couple of them at least) , and food(can't forget that)... And the ONLY reason i crave for these are because they are gone from the reach of my arms...I never truely realized the benevolence of home until life grabbed me by the balls ... And just like most people, "you never know what you're missing till it's gone"... Most family and friends will be waiting for that long anticipated call from the guy overseas... And when they do receive it, it's like an adrenaline rush... However, the rush does diminish... As soon as the guy from overseas calls once too many... the rush subsides rapidly... the more they communicate, the less the call is appreciated... Before you know it.... BHAAMMM... just like that, the guy is barely missed.... It doesn't matter after a while where the guy remains... He becomes just like any other... a commoner... no reason to be missed anymore...
As a foreign student, I am aware of my friends and families' astounding presence... I appreciate the good times and miss them at times... But as I thought of it... This phrase... this verbalism... turned out to be remarkably true... " We don't miss things that are not gone"... To me, that slogan is "THE" slogan... That catchphrase runs through my troublesome mind everyday... I for one, realize the depth of that phrase... Having friends and families 3000 miles away isn't an ideal situation (not complaining or anything)... It has it times... however, most people do not understand the great deal of crave or desire which could be caused by this tormenting word...MISS...
In my point, I miss my home, my family, my friends(a couple of them at least) , and food(can't forget that)... And the ONLY reason i crave for these are because they are gone from the reach of my arms...I never truely realized the benevolence of home until life grabbed me by the balls ... And just like most people, "you never know what you're missing till it's gone"... Most family and friends will be waiting for that long anticipated call from the guy overseas... And when they do receive it, it's like an adrenaline rush... However, the rush does diminish... As soon as the guy from overseas calls once too many... the rush subsides rapidly... the more they communicate, the less the call is appreciated... Before you know it.... BHAAMMM... just like that, the guy is barely missed.... It doesn't matter after a while where the guy remains... He becomes just like any other... a commoner... no reason to be missed anymore...
Saturday, February 04, 2006
Revolution
Today... Being that it is a Saturday, my day only started approximately after one... And as usual....I have been just lazing around for the past couple hours(since I woke up)... Going to watch Annapolis after this... the movie looks great...
As I sat and thought about revolution... I finally realized... It has become a part of us in this ever influential generation... Think about it... We are entering a whole new era now... From writing to typing... From talking to chatting online... From walking to driving... From bumping into each other to crashing into each other... From just basic pen and paper to scientific calculators and notepads... From classes to (for some people) videos... From radio casts to podcasts... From computers to laptops... The world as we know it is irresolute... This world... this community of ours is going through a major phase of alteration as we speak and the bloodcurdling part is that most of us do not realize this so called "cultivating" alteration...Even dogs are substituted with machinery (robot dogs)...
Yes...Many might say this is a major breakthrough... It has been what we have been waiting for all our lives... Many of us say this is what life is about; technology, revolution, or even progression... But is it really??? Is it really such an aticipated buildup? Is this really what life is about? This revolution...this innovation does make life easier for us and our children... but does it not, at the same time, strike us with agony and distress? From swords to guns... doesn't it simply make killing an easier task? From atom bombs to nuclear bombs? Does it not elucidate the act of demolition? Does it not make it easier to wipe out a whole country? For us animal lovers, what will happen to our pets when dogs and cats are no longer needed? When our pooches and kitties are compensated with machineries? Who would those loving animals turn to then?
Sooner or later... we humans will realize our mistakes... and our sons and daughters will pay dearly for our foolish mistakes...
this revolution of ours............
As I sat and thought about revolution... I finally realized... It has become a part of us in this ever influential generation... Think about it... We are entering a whole new era now... From writing to typing... From talking to chatting online... From walking to driving... From bumping into each other to crashing into each other... From just basic pen and paper to scientific calculators and notepads... From classes to (for some people) videos... From radio casts to podcasts... From computers to laptops... The world as we know it is irresolute... This world... this community of ours is going through a major phase of alteration as we speak and the bloodcurdling part is that most of us do not realize this so called "cultivating" alteration...Even dogs are substituted with machinery (robot dogs)...
Yes...Many might say this is a major breakthrough... It has been what we have been waiting for all our lives... Many of us say this is what life is about; technology, revolution, or even progression... But is it really??? Is it really such an aticipated buildup? Is this really what life is about? This revolution...this innovation does make life easier for us and our children... but does it not, at the same time, strike us with agony and distress? From swords to guns... doesn't it simply make killing an easier task? From atom bombs to nuclear bombs? Does it not elucidate the act of demolition? Does it not make it easier to wipe out a whole country? For us animal lovers, what will happen to our pets when dogs and cats are no longer needed? When our pooches and kitties are compensated with machineries? Who would those loving animals turn to then?
Sooner or later... we humans will realize our mistakes... and our sons and daughters will pay dearly for our foolish mistakes...
this revolution of ours............
Children
Another day passes by, which makes it that much closer to the day of departure back to "Home Sweet Home"... Just like any other day, life goes on... but just with a little more homework to attend...
Children... The leaders of tomorrow... The next generation... Inventors, authors, artists, technicians, and teachers of the future... Children... To some, they are known as cute, cuddly, ravishing and maybe even seductive to some point... However, to the rest of us, children are like wearisome music... Listening to it more than once can be calamitous.. In other words, some people find children to be antagonists... Despite all the likes and dislikes... It remains a fact, although not realized, children hold our future world in the tip of their fingers...
In the end, it all comes down to the way children are raised... Children are like fragile, delicate, feeble, flowers just waiting to bloom... Unlike any other time, childhood is a stage of a mortal on the verge of knowledge... They are like wild animals just waiting to be unleashed and to attain consciousness... Being a parent isn't as easy as what most people expect... All the preasure are weighted on their shoulders... The future well-being of the world and community all depends on the raising of their children...Offering a lot of freedom and advantages could cause a child to be pampered and spoilt...or anarchistic, contumatious and rebellious... However, at the same time, punishing and being harsh on a child could cause a child to feel rejected, alienated or somewhat deserted by the ones they love most...
Don't children deserve freedom of choice? Should chidren be disciplined for the right reasons? Should parents be relatively harsh on children at times of desperation? Well, the answer is yes to all... but the real question is " TO WHAT EXTEND???"
Thursday, February 02, 2006
Corruption
February 2nd, how fast time has past since I have been placed upon this vast lands of Canada... first semester has ended in a blink... and now, today, this very day, my report card was distributed... Fortunately, I didn't do too bad... except for my English with a 77 overall mark... Well, no use regretting it now... I tried my hardest and thats what I got...
As I was reading through some articles regarding the political issues of Malaysia, corruption comes to my thoughts...once again... Corruption... known to most of us as crookedness... Most of us are not bothered by this crookedness... That is in fact because most of us do not realize that this exploitation...this fraudulency affects us all... Corruption has built such a reputation that it is no longer surprising to mention or detect this wretched word... this corruption...
It used to be where corruption only happens amongs politicians and legislators... However, these damned fools fooled us all... They have slowly and fragmentarily dragged every single innocent citizen down the drain along with their senseless trash... Those green-eyed, avaracious, penny-pinching pricks have not only corrupted our cops and policemen but our educators and professors too... Somehow, they have "made" it right for the muslims to gain extra interest in terms or education and financially... And despite everythin, those muslims are taking their life for granted... not all of them though...
Why should muslims receive better conditions in financial matters? Are they poorer? Does it not seem unfair to the rest? Should the only students receive legitamate scholarships and loans be muslims? Why must corruption go on and on like this? Why must the children of Malaysia experience this harsh yet ridiculous fact? Is this how we want to raise our children, our country of a multiracial community? Isn't Malaysia supposed to be known for their so called "great" equality or peace?
Is this how the children of Malaysia should remember their dreadful and abomidable past?
As I was reading through some articles regarding the political issues of Malaysia, corruption comes to my thoughts...once again... Corruption... known to most of us as crookedness... Most of us are not bothered by this crookedness... That is in fact because most of us do not realize that this exploitation...this fraudulency affects us all... Corruption has built such a reputation that it is no longer surprising to mention or detect this wretched word... this corruption...
It used to be where corruption only happens amongs politicians and legislators... However, these damned fools fooled us all... They have slowly and fragmentarily dragged every single innocent citizen down the drain along with their senseless trash... Those green-eyed, avaracious, penny-pinching pricks have not only corrupted our cops and policemen but our educators and professors too... Somehow, they have "made" it right for the muslims to gain extra interest in terms or education and financially... And despite everythin, those muslims are taking their life for granted... not all of them though...
Why should muslims receive better conditions in financial matters? Are they poorer? Does it not seem unfair to the rest? Should the only students receive legitamate scholarships and loans be muslims? Why must corruption go on and on like this? Why must the children of Malaysia experience this harsh yet ridiculous fact? Is this how we want to raise our children, our country of a multiracial community? Isn't Malaysia supposed to be known for their so called "great" equality or peace?
Is this how the children of Malaysia should remember their dreadful and abomidable past?
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
Home
Well, boring old school has started all over again... But unlike the last semester which was frankly, more laid back... This semester is like a whole new phase... which involves more homework, research and reading to do... haihz... anyways... I didn't come all the way to Canada to lay back and lay eggs.. so, might as well stop jabbering about my life, which I will forever appreciate and cherish...
Home... home... isn' home a word of such magnificence... and yet to some, it resembles agony of their past... Home... to some, could be defined as "An environment offering security and happiness". However, some people describe it as a "place of memories"... good and bad... Despite everything, home is still a place from where our mortality began to form... No matter how much a person denies it, home will always remain "The Origin of Birth"... maybe not physically but mentally...
Home is where your family members are... Home is where the first friends come from... Home is not necessarily an end-point, but it is certainly a beginning point... Home does not always define the word comfort, but most of the time, it redefines the word happiness...well... at least for me...
To me, and maybe to most of us... Home is place of delight, luxury, delectation, festivity, or maybe even ecstasy... Just listening to this heavenly word home, brings back thrillfull memories... The word itself sounds miraculous...
I am proud to say that I am a fortunate son... We might not be the RICHEST family in town, but we certainly are the best family a man could ever ask for... Some people receive a fate of a different kind... Home is a place of memories for them... to be more specific... nightmares... The word itself brings them back to their, so called, "demonic past"... A past they have tried hard to disremember... Nevertheless, as I said earlier, Home lies in all of us... Despite the skeletons which lie behind the closet, home is a word that will either haunt or commemorate...
It is up to a person to decide which best describes this word Home...
Home... home... isn' home a word of such magnificence... and yet to some, it resembles agony of their past... Home... to some, could be defined as "An environment offering security and happiness". However, some people describe it as a "place of memories"... good and bad... Despite everything, home is still a place from where our mortality began to form... No matter how much a person denies it, home will always remain "The Origin of Birth"... maybe not physically but mentally...
Home is where your family members are... Home is where the first friends come from... Home is not necessarily an end-point, but it is certainly a beginning point... Home does not always define the word comfort, but most of the time, it redefines the word happiness...well... at least for me...
To me, and maybe to most of us... Home is place of delight, luxury, delectation, festivity, or maybe even ecstasy... Just listening to this heavenly word home, brings back thrillfull memories... The word itself sounds miraculous...
I am proud to say that I am a fortunate son... We might not be the RICHEST family in town, but we certainly are the best family a man could ever ask for... Some people receive a fate of a different kind... Home is a place of memories for them... to be more specific... nightmares... The word itself brings them back to their, so called, "demonic past"... A past they have tried hard to disremember... Nevertheless, as I said earlier, Home lies in all of us... Despite the skeletons which lie behind the closet, home is a word that will either haunt or commemorate...
It is up to a person to decide which best describes this word Home...
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