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Wednesday, July 09, 2008

i missed my bus on the way home just now and i felt a touch of irritation.
i am NOT going to wait half and hour for a ten minute bus ride.
instead, i decided to take a short jaunt home!
it has been a long long time since i've walked home, i have never relished the thought.
i pushed open the exit door;
warm air never felt so refreshing before.
and thus, i began walking towards the sun.

as i walked down the yellow brick road dotted with neatly pruned trees at regular intervals, a scenery of lush greenery, vast empty fields, and an azure blue sky with wisps of white scrolled by.
at that point of time, covered by a blanket of warmth, life was near perfect.
i couldn't stop myself from smiling. :)
it was heartwarming, and all things felt possible.
and then i realised, i have been afraid to dream.

why, why are we afraid to dream?
" But only in their dreams can men be truly free.
'Twas always thus, and always thus will be."
- John Keating, Dead Poets Society

we are bound by shackles and iron balls to the persistent illusion of reality.
we hold ourselves prisoner to this endless war against ourselves.
we have the power, but we do not set ourselves free.

it is this masochistic act we inflict upon ourselves that is causing us to drown,
like an anchor that halts our progress.

boys and girls! look out the window, miss the bus!
it's a beautiful world out there.
and often in our haste for comfort and convenience do we miss the enigma of nature, of the world around us.
the world seeks our constant rediscovery.
as MM Lee Kuan Yew said, "Stay interested in the world."
or else, might as well be dead! :)

life, can be so randomly beautiful.

she's not here @

6:52 PM