Today... I feel so sentimental.. Perhaps it was due to the fact that yesterday, I finished the book I was reading, "If you could see me now" by Cecelia Ahern... Recommended to me from someone way back. :) Perhaps I could write- Or in this case.. Blog about what I'm currently thinking now. Cos I know I have a hell lot of things to talk about. About the movies I've recently watched (Got some really good quotes from "Juno") such as: Juno, L Change the World, PS I Love You, Jumper, and etc etc etc etc... But I feel that this blog post isn't the right one to say all these right now.
Life is so short. People come. People go. People make footprints in your life and they leave it there and sometimes, never look back. People you cherish age and wither away with time. Slowly yet surely. And with age comes diseases, sickness of every kind, causing them to be 6 feet under in a faster rate when you wish it was the opposite.
Have you ever wondered when your friends would go? They come. And they stay for a while... But do you take them for granted and not cherish the moments that you can be ascertain that they are living and breathing, creating memories with you? Life is so fickle and fragile in that sense. But yet, life itself can give you the moments that you would never forget. That you will always forever will cherish. A chance that you would be able to lift your feet off the ground and soar in the skies, dwelling in the fact that all you are experiencing is a moment of eternal bliss, a moment of pleasure, a moment of pure happiness, a moment of abundance and a sense of joy that cannot be put into words that are limited by that Oxford Dictionary.
It's such a wonderful sight. To see the children running around and playing. To see the cool breeze chase after the leaves that cause them to take flight. The birds, besides the crows and mynahs, that sing a wonderful tune and the crickets that join in the symphony. Isn't it ironic that only those who have only a limited amount of lifespan estimated by people in white coats, can fully appreciate the tenderness of life? It's because their lives are limited, thus they can finally
open their eyes and see. All the time, Mother Nature is working around the clock 24/7 giving everyone a fair share of their daily dosage of "vitamins" but it seems like most of us, "patients", push it away and think it would "taste disgusting". We always lose out on the wonder of the world. The wonder of beauty and nature.
Tell me, how many women out their prefer to take their time to observe their children grow up or take a long stroll in the park rather than go to concrete masses of jungles to find the assessories that they adorn twice in their lifetimes? Or the men that sit on the beach and appreciate the cooling waves of the oceans blowing on your face instead of watching 22 men on a field chase after a ball or drinking away yellow liquid and getting red in the face like a terribly sunburnt idiot?
Love. Love love love. Isn't it such a romantic word yet it can take on such a great amount of different forms? The power that humans can unleash when it is for their loved one. The amount of hatred that one could produce when your loved one is in danger or hurt. The extent that you would go the extra mile for when you experience the love that knows no boundaries. The way it forgives and forgets, smiles on you, laughs with you, cries with you, aches with you, and even makes you feel that it's tearing your body, heart and soul apart, ripping it to shreds and flying off with the wind. Love is such a strong emotion and portrayed on the big screens that people find angst in or perhaps, a small joy that blossoms in the heart only to be extinguished when the roll of film ends on "a happy endings" note and forgotten once you forget about the film.
(Besides romance films like "PS I Love You" which may show such instances)I don't know about life and it's wonders, but I feel that what is portrayed on the big screens is an advertorial on what love is like. Love can't blossom through an hour or two's worth of film (Besides considering time lapses) It just shows what love is like on the surface and not how love puts you through the most dangerous and stormiest seas or the most peaceful and enjoyable rides in your life. The way that you really and truly feel when you go through a heart break, the anguish that you feel when a loved one is lost, the happiness that you truly feel can't be taken away by anyone, the joy when you are with that someone till you feel like you're on top of the world, the sadness when your loved one is feeling so hurt and down that you just can't help but mourn.
Time heals everything. And along with time would be happiness. Without both coming in hand-in-hand, imagine over a span of 5 years, you feel depressed and without happiness mourning every single day? Or a fleeting moment of happiness followed by sadness all the time? Demoralising is what I would call it. It leaves you demented, disillusioned, so full of negative thoughts and moments that it sends you reeling and crashing headfirst onto the cold, hard concrete floor. But. With time, and with happiness. Not a fake happiness that keeps your hurting self hidden away from the world. A true smile, a true voice of laughter. Perhaps a taste or injection of God as well. You can overcome any psychological obstacle. Anything at all. Giving yourself patience, giving yourself time,
giving yourself the forgiveness that only YOU can give, anything could be and would be healed. It works for me. But I don't know about everyone else. :)
Well. I'm finished being sentimental. It's getting late, and perhaps it may be detrimental instead of sentimental tomorrow. XD
To those who would read:
I hoped something here did help you.
Take care and god bless.
OliOli-PooPoo signed off at 3:05AM.
Get into good uni
Whooshies!
January 2007