Sunday, August 27, 2006

Thoughts of winds of change

On this very particular night... at what an ungodly hour some might say... i had a chat with a wise friend of mine. Many a times we often overlooked things that seemed unimportant to us, but when you really think about them, it does actually affect us. when will we fall in love? Will love find us unexpectedly like a breeze in spring or will we only fall in love when we're looking for love, it seems so to me that way that the breeze doesn't travel in my direction.

Reminiscing the past, it seems to silly yet cute and funny in a way, how two people can get together and share moment of happiness and times of sadness. Sometimes i guess getting a little envious in a relationship makes the other party know how much she means to you. I often wonder, that hug that we wished could last forever, but its the moment that the hug ends that we learnt o be stronger and love each other more.

The shyness that lingers in the early days, the akward actions of one and the sweet shyness of the other. When the end draws near... hearts are broken and tears flow. The sadness lasts for a time that seems longer then those happy moments. Oh what in the world...

As the time passes... it is indeed true that the stillness of the night does have a magic that none of us can explain, it somehow opened our hearts... thoughts and feelings flutter in symphony of the night. At times... i feel like falling in love, to share the feeling so indescribable yet will the days of farewells come again, that i do not wished upon for.

We have always thought of ourselves as a certain person with personality and characteristics that we presume we are. I would really love to on the other hand, to hear what others think of that i am... we see the world in a perspective that others do not see us in. So perhaps to know our true self let us ask our friends of their views.

Wise old friend of mine said that i am not living like i should... an 18 year old living it like an adult. Maybe perhaps i am truly not living my life now as an 18 year old. Maybe the fun that i am having is somewhat different from what others think of it to be. but truthfully, i do not want to grow up from this 18 year old era of mine.

I often dream of being a national geographic photo journalist, i find it interesting and excting to write those articles about people of another culture... their lives in an environment so different from ours, to know what does it mean to live in their perspective. To see the world through the camera lense is an experience that could teach me endless lessons in life, to know how fortunate i am, to cherish what i have, to know how wonderful the world is, to see life as we never know.



my mind and heart is in a daze, then at times in a frenzy of thoughts and emotions all messed up... what do i really want now... sheeze... i do not know