Mr. Curiosity

"I wanna go back to a time where,
Toys are my companion,
Drawing was a kind of book,
Reading was a kind of art,
Laughter was a cry of happiness,
Crying was a cackle of dejection.

When I was a new-born."

Have you ever wondered, "What's ahead waiting for me?"

Everyone wants to go back to the time, where nothing seems to stop them from doing what they really want to, feel like to, wish to do. But how far can all that bring you? A new-born to a teenager who have their own future in their own hands, to an adult who have to take certain responsibility on particular stuffs. They are all the part and parcel of life. It's not a luxury, we do not have a choice whether or not we want to grow up because we all have to. It'll only do us good, if we learn to grow with time.

We often think about how new-born babies never had to worry for anything, never having to hide their true emotions. They could cry as they like, laugh as they might. They never had anything that troubles them, no schoolwork, no work, no responsibility to take care of. They never had to worry that schoolwork cannot be finished, exams are around the corner. They are never troubled about whether there's food on the table for the family, and how it feels like to lose someone dear. They also never had to experience the pain and fears most people feel.

People say that any child that have yet to pass a year old, they're only made to cry because they still remember their past. Many believe there's a reason why we would remember our past as new-born babies, and many feel that it would probably be the sweetest moments for all. However, I beg to differ. Have one ever thought how one might feel, when they could recognize the ones they love, but yet possessing no ability to speak to them and to say their last good-byes? How many times have tragedies occur when many, before they left the world for some place better, would just want to tell their loved ones, their family members, a last goodbye, and a simple "I love you"? Probably the most positive note is that it's God's will that we go back to where we all started before we all have forgotten. Even so, we have to accept the fact that we are never like before, we have to learn to let go.

I read up an article in a random news online that says of a man who died during the 911 incident, and just before he died, he dialed for his wife, telling her how much she meant and how sorry he couldn't follow her through the course of their life. How many times have one realize that one might never make it through, would one just wish that one had the chance to let the people around, the people one love, the people one cherish, the people one adore, know that one really love them so? How many times do we ever bid good-bye to our family members, loved ones when we head out to play or work or even study? How many times do we remind the ones we love, how much they mean to us? Probably many say it to their girlfriends and boyfriends, but have you ever done all that to the ones closest to you?

The article was a story filled with love, agony, regret and remorse. The wife broke down during the short interview, and yes, who wouldn't? Tragedies are happening all over, how would we be so sure that every second is worth wasting? But she let go of it, and she have a different life now. But we all know, he have always lived inside her. What would you have done, if the person happen to you right now?

I am not trying to ask you guys for anything, I just hope that we can all learn to take things in our stride and go on with life. There are bound to be obstacles and tripping stones everywhere on the road of life, there might be also mines and bombs that would blast your world upside down, till you reach the point of desolation. I know it'll be hard to move on, when there are no leads to tell one where to go, no one to instruct one what to do. But growing is part of what we all do, it follows us through our life, we have to learn to grow 'cause we need to. We do not have an option whether do we want to, because this is life. Nothing will go your way unless you decide to work your way through.

Letting go, is probably the only way you can let yourself off and save yourself from the remorse, and agony.
Learning to live, is the only one could enjoy living.
When you start to enjoy living, everything becomes a luxury, even if you have to work your head off for it.

So remember,
Live happily.