The life we lead.

We often look back our lives in reminiscence; what could we have done well in, what we could have done better in and what sort of repercussions we could have possibly created.

But only when things happen.

Generally, when things get to such a stage, it is, more often than not, way beyond salvation.
I don't deny I felt it myself as well. This society is pragmatic and stereotypes have been imprinted on you. As what they say, "It takes years to build trust and a few seconds to break it."

So, what have I accomplished? I really don't know. I'm just beginning to regain my true self after going through so much, so much grinding and moulding. But sometimes, I feel that my vision is still obscured.

There is still something amiss.

The life we lead feels so mundane,
The words we say sound so insane.
But who knows what lies within is a soul contained,
To be liberated by the legendary bane.

I am also a human being, just like anyone of you.

“Living things need air. Living things need love too.”

Sometimes, the magnitudes of life get into people. People appear strong, but it is the stronger ones who are weak on the inside. The vulnerable ones. We talk about it, we have critical discussions. We agree, and we contest.

The truth is at the end of the day, do we accept, assimilate and learn?

Talk is cheap, and so they say.
Who ever treats it seriously, keeping it at bay.
It can be superficial, likened to a relay.
Blessed are those who chose to look away.

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All of us grew up in different cultures, environments and values. There is definitely room for disparity and contest when we discuss about some of them; how they affect our thinking and behaviour. Subjectivity plays a bigger role here.

Talk about Nature v.s. Nurture.

There is no right or wrong. We live by principles. Personal ones; be it pre-determined by religion, the society or the environment. It is always good to know that we should always be able to answer to our consciences for the actions we do.

Sometimes, we can’t. So then, what do we do?

As our biological makeup tells us, we compensate.

Ah ha! Sometimes the society doesn’t give you the chance for redemption. Sometimes, it’s the people. Sometimes, it’s the stereotype you give others.

Sometimes, you yourself don’t give yourself the chance to. Somehow, there is the missing link that caused all these.

Good night people. The day is coming, and I am not at all, excited.