Life at a signpost
[Inspired by The Little One. Motivated by Enya.]
As the 6th semester draws to a near-close for quite a number of students (or maybe not that many? :-), I wonder if some of us aren’t thinking of the impending future(besides assignment deadlines!)?
Being a homo sapien for o so long, I guess I roughly know wat to expect
in such junctions in life. However my one true trepidation is the
inevitability that the wonderful people you meet on your way to such a
junction in life would choose a fork in the road unlike your own.
Perhaps it is a little premature to pontificate on such possibilities.
However as I think each nearing day towards that fateful moment in time,
I recall that time in 1st year when I told myself not to make close
friends with anyone, since I knew I’d leave them behind very soon.
Alas, such a feat is simply impossible. The sheer magnetism of
bonding and friendship draws people together, regardless of
any other intentions. Perhaps that explains what a wise woman
once said, that the world is connected by people. 6 degrees of
separation? Maybe…
Anyone reading this far would probably be thinking me insane.
I know I am! Why am I posting this here? Shouldn’t I leave this to personal
email? It’s just that I know I’m not the only one feeling this way,
and more often than not thinking more about things which are
secular and temporary than the things precious and eternal to us all.
Anyway, Enya partly reflects my feelings in song:
On my way home
I remember
only good days.
On my way home
I remember all the best days.
I’m on my way home
I can remember
every new day.
So as I load my poop-gun for next week’s COTW, I say this,
“The rat race is for rats,
before you know it, you’re old and weary.
Chasing for bits dropped by fat cats,
you missed out on something u hold for eternity.
No one can promise u a dream,
but if u hold your heart dear,
no matter wat happens to u in life,
you will have nothing to fear.
You will be nourished by love and happiness
till the day u dine with darkness.”
Toodles and sleep well…
A little something I wrote back in 1998, back in the day when we only had websites, not fancy cool stuff like blogs… I forget what COTW means LOL!
Hey… how did the Little One inspire these thoughts?
Meanwhile, eight years later the world is still connected by people. And we find the forks in the road can yield little paths that can still lead friends down memory lane or even perhaps open up a whole new track that can be shared with old and new friends alike! (I think I’m getting the hang of this hopelessly illogical meandering)
Hi Little One! Honestly I don’t remember how you inspired them, but I suspect it’s gotta do with a card you gave me once. I still have it actually…
Or maybe we were just talking… anyway doesn’t matter. Our paths diverged and now here we are!
What an amazing thing how we are meandering through each others lives – parting doesn’t always mean forever, people crop up and disappear most unexpectedly. You seem to have had a loving heart and a philosophical bent back in the day.
freyak
I tend to think of myself as morose than philosophical. While I’m carefree at heart, I think too much. However I’m glad that you felt that you found a kindred spirit to share the world with. We all know how lonely this place can get =)
WOW. pensive.