I've learned that everybody has a story, and probably a secret, and it's likely not that different from yours or mine. I've learned that everyone has something beautiful about them, and that I'm not always good at looking for it hard enough. I've learned that sometimes it's better to write the truth into a letter, and then not send it. But that I should write it anyway. I've learned that I have been very lucky in my life, and that I think I owe the world something in thanks.
Yes. I have seen. I have seen what many others have also seen. And I have enjoyed seeing. I have enjoyed seeing the good and the bad. I have been enjoying the whole ride.
I have kept good thoughts to myself. I have also kept some bad ones too. I have written that letter that was only addressed to myself and never seen by others. I have thought of my life as a ride which gets bumpy every now and then.
You know? I too live on that planet. But I have also tried to take some vacations on others. I have seen sunsets and sunrises. But still I haven’t seen the sunset and the sunrise.
I have tried to see what’s not there to be seen. What’s there in the emptiness. In the darkness. I have realized that answers are not necessarily there, where answers should be. But rather they are sometimes where you never expect them to be. Somewhere in the emptiness.
I have loved and been loved. I have lost those who meant the most to me. And I have seen people come and go. Some have kept something and some others have kept nothing. And it’s sad. It’s sad to see people leaving without leaving anything behind.
Some people are actually looking from up there. They are watching. Probably talking to us. Sometimes it’s hard to hear their voices. But they are there. Some people have said goodbye without even saying goodbye. They have told us to take care. To look after ourselves. Did they know they were going to die? I don’t know. I will never figure it out until some day we meet again. And yes, we will meet again. The day will come when someone will show me around Heaven. I really miss him. By now, I almost forgot how he looks like. I almost forgot the tone of his voice. I almost forgot everything. But the thing is that he kept something behind. He kept me feelings I will surely never forget.
He’s still remembered and missed everyday. I should keep it to myself but this is not the “me” writing down.
Sometimes I have thought of life as being unfair. Taking away the loved ones too soon. But loved ones leaving too soon actually leave for a reason. Sometimes because they’re too good. Too good to live in a world of wars, injustice and sisters fighting over nothing. Too tired of being too good in a world of bad surroundings.
Again, recently one of my school mates has died in a car accident. I hope she is happy wherever she is. I hope she has seen that sunrise.
I am seeing my nephews grow further. But they are getting more and more beautiful. Sometimes it’s painful to look at such beauty. So perfect.
Again, people come and go. Again, people knock on our doors. Some we let in and some others we keep out. Some leave after a while and some others stay.
Both life nature and society taught us that people come into our lives either for a reason, a season or a lifetime.
Wherever you will fall, it’s nice and will be nice meeting you.
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
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Friday, January 25, 2008
Look, Smile and Forgive
Things happen fast. So fast that sometimes we don’t even realize what has just happened. Bad experiences are always difficult to digest. But time heals. The more you encounter life experiences, the more you become accustomed. After all, bad experiences make you enjoy the good ones even more.
People do mistakes. Sometimes they don’t realize it. They are just taken into the moment. They think they are acting consciously when in fact they are doing the worst thing they ever did. Sometimes a card player unfolds his cards when in fact he has the winning ones.
But when you’re the victim, you just look, smile and forgive. At least this is what I do. Wrong sometimes, but the right thing to do most of the times.
Most often you feel you’re giving more than you’re actually receiving. Then, believe me, you are the victim. You never realize it until it hits you.
People die and others live. That’s a fact we should all accept. Sometimes the good ones die. And that’s painful. People don’t just physically die. They kill themselves with actions they might regret sometime in the future. And that “sometime in the future” might be very near. But what can you do? You just hope they will never live again to experience their mistake.
We all get backstabbed by those we respected the most. What do we do? Again, we look at them (or listen sometimes), smile and forgive. What better than smiling at your murderer? That’s the true meaning of forgiveness. That’s what we should do to keep love floating in the air. That’s what God tried to teach us.
Love is a game. You play it. You take it through stages. Through different levels. But what happens when you think you’ve reached it? I’ll tell you what. Look back. Watch your back. See who’s there. You might end up seeing that you’re all alone. An empty space is formed around you. You never see it until you’re alone. That’s when you look. Before that? Unfortunately you don’t see. You’re so much taken into the moment that you see major wars as small quarrels. You see the poor as rich. You see the most disturbing insects as great little creatures and defend their existence.
You only see beautiful things. But that’s not the truth. You are still living in a world of backstabbers. There will always be those who see things with just their own eyes while things should be seen with more than just two eyes.
Again, what should we do? Look at them, smile at them and forgive them. Because you will keep walking. Those who love quickly, tend to forget quickly. There’s nothing better than to be quick. For some people, time is a scarce thing that we should grasp. The more we think, the more valuable time we lose.
I have lost those who meant the most to me. But I have moved on. I have continued to search for those who could compensate. But after all, some people we once lost will never be replaced by others.
I have once said:
"Friends come and go. Some have been sticking around for a long time and will keep doing so forever. Some others have passed by like a small breeze keeping behind some memories. Not more.
There are people you will always be happy to have met, and others you could have lived much better if you had not. They don’t just come and go. They come, take a piece of you and go. And it hurts.
Yes indeed. It hurts. But we move on. We look, smile and forgive.
For all those whom I’ve hurt, I wish you could look at me, smile at me and just forgive me. Remember me for the good things I’ve done. Remember me for the laughs I made you laugh. Remember me for the good feelings I made you feel. It’s not going to be easy, but just try it. It might do you well.
And for those of you who hurt me, I will try do the same. I will remember you for the good memories you will always make me remember. But in fact, some of you might never take these words into consideration. It’s your choice. It’s who you are. A person who likes the packaging and don’t look much into the real present. The real gift that you could end up having.
Yes, that’s just who you are. And few simple words might never change who you are. It takes a life long experience to know who you really are. You will only realize it when you will be on your death bed. That’s probably when you will really realize what you’ve lost during all the years you have lived. But in fact people die before they actually die. But it will always be for the victim to make that person live.
With memories we live. And with lies we die.
Things will sound like a nice dance of salsa which is pushed before the music actually stops.
It takes time to understand who your OtherEnders are. OtherEnders are those who share you both your happiness and sadness.
Many people will knock on your door. You will welcome some. Some will exit after a while and others will stay. They stay because you accept each other. You accept the quality of the time you are sharing.
Otherwise, be happy to say goodbye.
It can be rewarding sometimes. You will only realize it with time. Again, time is a healer. Open your arms wide open for time. Because one day your wounds will heal and you will become a better person.
You will really learn how to …
… Look, Smile and Forgive.
People do mistakes. Sometimes they don’t realize it. They are just taken into the moment. They think they are acting consciously when in fact they are doing the worst thing they ever did. Sometimes a card player unfolds his cards when in fact he has the winning ones.
But when you’re the victim, you just look, smile and forgive. At least this is what I do. Wrong sometimes, but the right thing to do most of the times.
Most often you feel you’re giving more than you’re actually receiving. Then, believe me, you are the victim. You never realize it until it hits you.
People die and others live. That’s a fact we should all accept. Sometimes the good ones die. And that’s painful. People don’t just physically die. They kill themselves with actions they might regret sometime in the future. And that “sometime in the future” might be very near. But what can you do? You just hope they will never live again to experience their mistake.
We all get backstabbed by those we respected the most. What do we do? Again, we look at them (or listen sometimes), smile and forgive. What better than smiling at your murderer? That’s the true meaning of forgiveness. That’s what we should do to keep love floating in the air. That’s what God tried to teach us.
Love is a game. You play it. You take it through stages. Through different levels. But what happens when you think you’ve reached it? I’ll tell you what. Look back. Watch your back. See who’s there. You might end up seeing that you’re all alone. An empty space is formed around you. You never see it until you’re alone. That’s when you look. Before that? Unfortunately you don’t see. You’re so much taken into the moment that you see major wars as small quarrels. You see the poor as rich. You see the most disturbing insects as great little creatures and defend their existence.
You only see beautiful things. But that’s not the truth. You are still living in a world of backstabbers. There will always be those who see things with just their own eyes while things should be seen with more than just two eyes.
Again, what should we do? Look at them, smile at them and forgive them. Because you will keep walking. Those who love quickly, tend to forget quickly. There’s nothing better than to be quick. For some people, time is a scarce thing that we should grasp. The more we think, the more valuable time we lose.
I have lost those who meant the most to me. But I have moved on. I have continued to search for those who could compensate. But after all, some people we once lost will never be replaced by others.
I have once said:
"Friends come and go. Some have been sticking around for a long time and will keep doing so forever. Some others have passed by like a small breeze keeping behind some memories. Not more.
There are people you will always be happy to have met, and others you could have lived much better if you had not. They don’t just come and go. They come, take a piece of you and go. And it hurts.
Yes indeed. It hurts. But we move on. We look, smile and forgive.
For all those whom I’ve hurt, I wish you could look at me, smile at me and just forgive me. Remember me for the good things I’ve done. Remember me for the laughs I made you laugh. Remember me for the good feelings I made you feel. It’s not going to be easy, but just try it. It might do you well.
And for those of you who hurt me, I will try do the same. I will remember you for the good memories you will always make me remember. But in fact, some of you might never take these words into consideration. It’s your choice. It’s who you are. A person who likes the packaging and don’t look much into the real present. The real gift that you could end up having.
Yes, that’s just who you are. And few simple words might never change who you are. It takes a life long experience to know who you really are. You will only realize it when you will be on your death bed. That’s probably when you will really realize what you’ve lost during all the years you have lived. But in fact people die before they actually die. But it will always be for the victim to make that person live.
With memories we live. And with lies we die.
Things will sound like a nice dance of salsa which is pushed before the music actually stops.
It takes time to understand who your OtherEnders are. OtherEnders are those who share you both your happiness and sadness.
Many people will knock on your door. You will welcome some. Some will exit after a while and others will stay. They stay because you accept each other. You accept the quality of the time you are sharing.
Otherwise, be happy to say goodbye.
It can be rewarding sometimes. You will only realize it with time. Again, time is a healer. Open your arms wide open for time. Because one day your wounds will heal and you will become a better person.
You will really learn how to …
… Look, Smile and Forgive.
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