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17 Jan

A toothache…

dull yet lingering…

A dentist’s invitation?

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Meek Confession

16 Jan

I am and will always remain an aspiring writer.  I’m too scared to write what I really want to write, and so I write generic stuff.  Writing topically will never get me there, yes I know.  I wonder what it would be like to strip myself bare and write all that’s to be written… what would then remain of me…?  What scares me… my words or how my words may be (mis)judged?

At times, I have dared to bare my soul but I always stop myself halfway or rather within a quarter.  Then I start polishing the language until it becomes generic and so it will always be… :sigh:  Some day, I shall be strong.  One day, I shall write like I don’t care.  That day I shall become a writer in true sense….

Until then…

Let me talk about my movie marathon with a film-fanatic-friend [FFF].  This FFF and I are now estranged… we’ve lost touch… we’ve cut ties or rather I think I did the honour of cutting ties with him.  Well, last time we saw each other we reminisced our movie marathon era… it was either his place, his films and my chips or the other way round… “films” was the only bond between us and so our filmy bond was flimsy and flitting…

All that now remains is the memory of the bygone movie marathon memory!!!

via Daily Prompt: Marathon

Discovered Today

23 Dec

There is always news to be discovered, unearthed and learned secondhand.

The hijacking of a Libyan plane has ended peacefully after armed men who seized control surrendered in Malta… THE NEWS

Suspect Berlin attacker shot dead at Milan…THE NEWS

I’m tired of THE NEWS of dying and the killing…   It is time to rediscover and restore peace!  It is time we rediscover faith in each other and discover empathy in ourselves.

via Daily Prompt: Discover

On Moron

20 Dec
  • I’ve recently had the misfortune of meeting a MORON… He is the epitome of MORON and so the only justice I can do him is by calling him a MORON in all caps. 
  • Having to share a room at work with this MORON, I must say is one malicious act of Fortune.

I read it somewhere…

  • This MORON is alive only because we are not Fortunate enough to strangle to death anyone for the criminal act of MORONism.
  • I have this misfortune of sharing my space [at work] with this MORON for this week and the whole week next week….

  • My only compensation, this MORON will be gone by the end of this year. And fortunately I will be bidding all things MORON by the end of this year.  Yippieeeeeeeeeee!

via Daily Prompt: Fortune

Tonic for Panic

19 Dec

There was a time I couldn’t ever just relax. It was just impossible.  And then I learned the trick.  And since then, I have done nothing but relax.

Why did I have to learn to relax?

People who knew me knew that I panicked easy.  They who knew me knew too well that I could panic for insubstantial reasons.  I began to relax once I realised that I did panic for silly reasons…  Panicking for insubstantial reasons is frowned upon… Panicking for insubstantial reasons often leads you to make more mistakes… Panicking for insubstantial reasons clouds your brains and mind… Panicking for insubstantial reasons blocks you from seeing the bigger picture… Panicking for insubstantial reasons makes you jumpy and pushes you to jump into sillier conclusions… Panicking for insubstantial reasons lets you believe in all insubstantial substances… Panicking for insubstantial reasons gives people around you not believe in your reasons to panic.  Hence, I had to learn to relax.

How did I learn to relax? Here’s my tonic for panic:
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  1. Past has passed.
  2. THIS TOO SHALL PASS.
  3. Que Sera Sera 

If I worried about “what-ifs” of my past, I told myself “Past’s passed.”

When I found worrying over my present predicament, I told myself “THIS TOO SHALL PASS.”

And for all my worries of the future, I chanted Que Sera Sera….

via Daily Prompt: Relax

Labelled Moody

18 Dec

I’ve been watching Downton Abbey over and over again, for no reasons whatsoever.  Well, that may not be quite so.  I have my reasons for watching it over and over again.

So, why do I watch it repeatedly?  It is to understand characters like Mrs. O Brien and Thomas.  I find their characters intriguing because I have had the misfortune of meeting their likes in my life.

What are they like?  Well, they are bad for nothing.  They just want trouble.  They wish trouble for others.  Now, I know why people want to be good and why they want to do good things.  But, I have never ever found out why people intentionally wish bad upon others, for no reasons.

Although, I do understand people defaming one another to get ahead of each other.  Some people do evil things to avenge.  That may be understandable.  Some people do bad things because they are jealous of the ones they wish trouble for.  Some people do evil to get attention.  Some people do evil things unknowingly and often don’t realise that they are doing something evil.  Apart from such “genuine” reasons for doing bad things, there are some who do evil just for the sake of doing evil.

These people do not have any hidden agendas.  They are just purely evil.  These are the bullies, the evil bullies.

In my life, whenever I have tried to stand up to such characters, I have been labelled moody, temperamental, spoilsport, sensitive, “doesn’t have a sense of humour”, “doesn’t even understand we are joking”…  And so, for a long time I blamed myself and believed that I may be all the “labels”.  For a longer time, I became the labels.  For the longest time, my conscious and conscience both imprisoned me.

Image result for anti bully memeThen I rebelled.  I wasn’t all the labels.  I wasn’t moody and I had all the rights to be angry when they conspired against me.  I wasn’t temperamental just because I didn’t like their “labeling” jokes.  I wasn’t a spoilsport just because I walked out on their labeling games.  I wasn’t sensitive just because I felt like sulking when they laughed at my expense.  I wasn’t the one with no sense of humour just because I couldn’t laugh at the jokes at my expense.

I was humane, they were not.  I began feeling pity on them.  What a life they must be living!  If their happiness comes from seeing others miserable, that just shows how very miserable their lives must be.  This is how I have become an expert at burning bridges – the bad bridges, at least.  These bridges can’t be restored.  They only see their side of the coin and they can find nothing evil in themselves.  I feel sorry for them now.  I really do.

 

via Daily Prompt: Moody

Endurance End

15 Dec

I can’t remember if I read it somewhere or perhaps I heard this from someone… that “suicide is never planned”.  I don’t know how true it truly is.  This is apparently so because if we “plan” a suicide, our subconscious or our unconscious will start creating fear or presenting obstacles to the “plan”.

So then my concern is when we do snap… how long it takes for our enduring self to snap… when does the endurance turn to a folly to be put an end to…  I may not only be talking about “suicide” here, though.  Think “domestic violence”!  Many cases of domestic violence show a woman enduring… enduring still… and then one day she decides enough is enough… she decides to put an end to her endurance… she decides to show the perpetrator his/ her folly… often the perpetrators may be persecuted… often not. 

Anyway… my question is –>

When does enduring become unendurable enough to be ended?

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