Wednesday, June 19, 2013

A Pair of Wings for a Pair of Arms

Everyday, I wake up, go to work, go home and sleep. It was like living hell for months.
You know it hurts to see yourself getting old and not moving towards the direction where you planned to be. But it hurts more not to know the reasons why they happen.
Why?
Nowadays more and more people are becoming restless. It seems like even if we are working too hard (or even smarter for that matter), it is still not enough. The fallacy that spending more time at work eventually pays off has become a reality to most of us in this generation.
Why?
Why don’t we stop for a moment and think… Do we spend more time at work instead of being home with siblings watching your favorite movie, or have a heart to heart talk with mom, or help dad with his task, or help a friend to find a dress for prom? Work gives us money, no question. And money gives us almost all we need. Almost.
Some famous people go out, have fun, relax, be in places never been heard, be with friends – that’s cool. They’ve got money, travel’s their life, fame is their destiny. The lime light, all that glitters and expensive, whatever they desire they can have in a snap. The question is – from the inside are they truly happy?..
Are you?..
There are so many things going on in our life, so fast that we can no longer remember every detail of it. We tend to live up to every “people-we-look-up-to’s” expectations. Some were born to impress others, to make them look like interesting and fun and spontaneous. Some master a fake smile. All these leaves us nothing but emptiness. Empty.
Are you?..
In time when our fantasies become our reality we fail to see what we ought to be. People nowadays are  becoming more and more lonely. That gave birth to the popular word “bipolar” – we are behaving like both ends of the rope. We are sad then suddenly we are happy. People are stressed, depressed sometimes for no apparent reason.
Why?
Because life happens.
There is always something good that will come out of shit. Probably some percentage, but definitely there is. Like I said, my life has been a hell raiser of some sort. I was like in asylum , life turned 360 in a snap too. Like extremes of a bipolar – from good to bad man. Everyday I ask myself what did I do wrong to deserve these? Honestly sometimes I brave heart talk to God selfishly – blame him for most of it. But I end up crying. One thing I understand so far is that he broke my wings just so I can use my hand to fly. You think it’s hard right? How could anyone fly with a pair of flapping arms? Just like life – damn it’s hard. And I struggle. When will I realize that just so I can stretch my arms and embrace that many people – He purposely broke my wings? When will I ever digest that? There is always a first time for everything right? I hope someday I will realize that I am not a bird so I would stop flapping my arms. That my wings too could never be repaired because it no longer serves me just like before. All this time we are waiting for an answer but infact it is right there infront of our face – we just need to be courageous to face and deal with it. Life is tough, and there’s no better way to prepare for it than live with it. And all these experiences and the adversities will make us strong and brighter. This is gift we must earn.
To think that I have a fair share too of luxury but not to the point where I go down and sleep with money – but what I remember for the past five to ten years down the memory lane was the afternoon with my family. We are at the local park – we don’t have that enough money so we share lunch and we ride a bike for most of the hours. Those times we spend together telling stories under the sun. I rarely remember those things I buy for fun – not unless I am looking for an outfit of the day. But memories, ahh always a good idea specially if they made me sweat through difficult times – and looking back I would say that was me and I am here now - see how far can I go?
God knows that – all He wants is for us to see it too. We ought to be more than what we are now – no pressure but it feels good to know that all this time we’ve got something to do that matters. God has plans for us to become a part of a greater good. Although the road is foggy still there is a path and we just have to be brave and step forward, because at the end of it we look back and the road we travelled is all we ever need to get there – happiness.
Life happens. Be patient and you will get there.




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