Roller Skating

How often do we fall down as we grow older each passing day? We have learned to balance ourselves even at the falling edge, trying our very best not to make a fool out of ourselves by letting such incident taking place. We have learned not to fall easily as we were taught to do so and that it is a child’s right to fall, not us who have already gone beyond that particular borderline. Back in the older days as we were trying to walk on both our feet, we fell, we stood up and we tried again. For those who have hopped on a bicycle and started their journey few blocks away from home, we fell from our seats and got back on our feet with the family members cheering at the side. Sometimes with the tears rolling down the cheek, people from the surrounding comforted us and kept us going, up till today. However, what we are able to see now is less visible, for our expectation for consoling and comfort has been changed as time takes away the little innocence in us minute by minute, one incident after another. We stay strong to ensure our survival, we act tough to be what we have always wanted to be though there are the times when we are feeling weak and we hide our weaknesses by climbing over one obstacle and the ones which follow. We try not to fall to the point where we have forgotten how it actually feels like to be hurt, not in the sense of breaking away from relationships, but the actual fall which takes away what we have neglected after years of swimming in the red ocean. Until the very day where we fall down again and again, we will then recall the memories and pain which we have been through by experiencing the impact applies onto us, perhaps even to the point where we fail to acknowledge the pain and start tearing, not trying our might to overcome it, just like the older days.

Shooting Stars

The first shooting star which came across my life was few years back during one of the relaxing camps we had with the juniors. It lasted for seconds but the image remains in the heart up till today, whereby it crossed the dark, leaving its traces among the stars, Beautiful as it has always known to be, it carries information which brings sorrow to particular people as well, for its fall represents the end of an influential person, the shining star which used to brighten up the sky in the absence of the source of light, where no other stars can compare with its might. We are told to make a wish whenever a shooting star shows up in sight, simply because such happening is rare enough that many take it as special and reckon whoever sees it as lucky. Stars are fascinating but they take away a person’s breath only when there is whole bunch of them instead of just one or two, unlike the fallen star in which is capable of doing so alone, with the little friction across the planet. Perhaps it is when we do not have the friction to fire up and work towards the wonderful life that we require many others in helping us to shine. Perhaps it is when we choose to associate with the particular elements such as strong will and determination that we are able to cut across the darkest night, leaving our traces in the hearts of many. Perhaps it is when we decided or just so happened to be facing our mistakes which have brought us down that we have an unique way to reflect the light source to areas in need, including our very own souls. At times we prefer to be the ordinary stars and not the shooting star, as its beauty can be seen once and only once as compared to the others. Nevertheless, we are the star itself and it is the matter of time that we will shine as bright as the shooting star, someday, somehow.

Orchestra

Went through another firsthand experience just yesterday in KLCC at one of the MPO events playing the piece “In the Sea”; it was fascinating and certainly, breathtaking in a way. Orchestra has been giving the impression of “one instructs, others play along” and it seems to be slightly luxurious to be an entertainment, just like any of the movies and in anime; talk about stereotype. As the man raised his hands in the air and the music started echoing in the room, there was a form of sensation and somehow, we automatically had our eyes closed and so to enjoy the performance they were bringing to us. Perhaps it was just me that I tend to seek for one focus point and search the origin of one particular fragment played by the particular instrument when the eyes are wide opened. Perhaps it is just us that we simply want to find one perfect spot in which we are comfortable with, be it when we are conscious or shutting our visions away from the outside world by closing the eyes. For example, we would choose one focus point when we are to daydream and stare into the air doing nothing but we do not usually stare at some random stranger’s face and stone. If we ever do, I bet the person will be uncomfortable in return and wondering why. As we were enjoying the music and following the rhythm played, the waves of notes produced by the various instruments took us deep down to a different world whereby it is surrounded by water, divided into light and darkness. It was amazing, and still is, to actually feel the elements presented by the performers using their skills and teamwork; peace, mysterious and possible dangers. One instrument may be able to play a good piece of music, but with the combination of many other musical instruments, a greater art is produced in which able to steal our hearts and take our breaths away. Recalling the time when the frequency slowly dies away to the moment where every movement is stopped at instant, the heartbeat stopped for second and followed by applauses storming the area.

撕破脸

礼貌上，即使心中抱有不满，我们也尽可能保持面部的笑容，直至超越固定的界限方出声表态。或许是先前所发生的某项事件让自己无法长久性的忍气吞声以实行所谓“君子能忍人所不能”之道。或许环境的改变所引起的评语早已在心中种下不耐烦之根源，进而学得回应某些不动听的言语。或许这无非是人生中的变换之一，“领悟”了分享所能给予的解脱与快感，甚至乎达到无恼一身轻的境界。近来时而回想过去的一切，让记忆的假象逐渐吞噬所有的思绪，只剩躯殻在这世尘间接受时间带来的洗礼。即使我们不与某些人物来个正面冲突，然而并不拒绝其中间接撕破脸的可能性。“局中者迷，旁观者清”此言确实有固定的可信度。在我们含沙射影，不断讽刺被锁定的目标时，双方之间其实早已筑起不满之桥梁。试问有谁能闻此火药味而装作不懂呢？当双方各持有自己对事态的见解且不肯相让之时，不欢而散的结局乃是家常便饭。也许过去有过去的美好，也许撕破脸会更有快感，也许是时候再次回到从前了。