Last week, I posted Un-rhyming Scribbles, which is actually part 2.
Since good words are hard to come by, and seeing how I've just spent 2 hours in the freaking traffic coming in to work.. Here's Part 1, for what it's worth.
As kids, we were probably told - you could be anything you want. As we grow older, and become more observant, we learn to read the signs. The signs of WHO and WHAT anything really meant. And some of us go on to be successful, contributing members of society. Which is all good. But very few of us actually define and shape our own WHO and WHAT. And while we may be successful and contributing members of society, we remain prisoners of our own lives.
I'm not saying how we turn out are the faults of our parents, our society, our culture. If anyone is to be blamed - it is the famous ménage à trois players of me, myself and I. For I allowed expectations to take precedent in MY life, living by its rules and suffocating ME slowly but surely.
We are OUR OWN worse enemies. For we are the ones who set these assumptions of what is expected of us. And because it is an assumption - something that lives only in our heads, we cannot fault another.Some people learn over time, to let go of these assumptions and forget about expectations, our own and those of others. And it is only when we do, that we are able to live and breathe, well and truly, freely!
Afterall, life is too short to play by any printed and published book.
Everyday should be a fresh, clean page, waiting to be filled.
As kids, we were probably told - you could be anything you want. As we grow older, and become more observant, we learn to read the signs. The signs of WHO and WHAT anything really meant. And some of us go on to be successful, contributing members of society. Which is all good. But very few of us actually define and shape our own WHO and WHAT. And while we may be successful and contributing members of society, we remain prisoners of our own lives.
I'm not saying how we turn out are the faults of our parents, our society, our culture. If anyone is to be blamed - it is the famous ménage à trois players of me, myself and I. For I allowed expectations to take precedent in MY life, living by its rules and suffocating ME slowly but surely.
We are OUR OWN worse enemies. For we are the ones who set these assumptions of what is expected of us. And because it is an assumption - something that lives only in our heads, we cannot fault another.Some people learn over time, to let go of these assumptions and forget about expectations, our own and those of others. And it is only when we do, that we are able to live and breathe, well and truly, freely!
Afterall, life is too short to play by any printed and published book.
Everyday should be a fresh, clean page, waiting to be filled.
There should not be any draft plot.
For only then, when we come to the end, will we be able to have the moment of unadulterated satisfaction, and rest at peace with ourselves.
For only then, when we come to the end, will we be able to have the moment of unadulterated satisfaction, and rest at peace with ourselves.
i AM an open book
Waiting to be filled
With tales
Of chicken-chop chats
with coffee in hand
and my good friends in tow.
Of dreamless nights
with a balloon bursting head
and monsters in dark corners.
Of work's success
with pride, not prejudice
and definitely no politics.
Of far-off places on the beach
with the sun at even's tide,
and walks at midnight.
Of hopes whispered
Of hopes whispered
with only the moon as my witness
and a bottle of vodka to seal the vow.
i AM an open book
i AM an open book
Fill me with truth, fll me with lies
Tear the pages out if it makes you happy
But i AM always ready
To be written and re-written
Till the pages run out
1 comment:
Oooo.... heav-eh!
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