Was actually realizing momentarily that I was constantly circling around my own miserable circle of emo-ness. To think that I was rather insignificant and such... ... Guess I was horribly wrong. Well.. atleast I could see from the people that bother to check out this blog although it was so dead most of the time. Yeap! Thank you guys! :)
In the same way, after spending some time with my parents I couldn't help but understand why most man pulls such long face, fathers having the "almighty, hail my Lord" look most of the time and doesn't seems to be that bubbly-guy-like-my-guy-classmate kinda character.
As I was nearing to understand adulthood" I realized that there was so much my parents had went through and so much un-spoken burden that I've miss that it displaying in every stage of my life. "BILLS" was the common word used, but there was actually so much more to it... ... ... child's education, responsibility of bring in the pay-check monthly, insurance, mountains of installment and such... utilities... pocket money... ... So many.
Alot of time I was so indulge in the idea of being a student for like a whole lifetime and failed to notice how self-centered and selfish I was to hold such thoughts.
I was merely escaping the fact of life and making my parents carrying the toll and burden longer. You see... nature has it in the principal of "supply & demand". As a curb was helpless and pre-matured, daddy lion would need to devote his life and time to bring the curb on his feet, strengthen it and prepare it for the future.
I think it was more then enough naturing and time for me to take that first step in sharing the same yoke with my parents.
No doubt adulthood is a tough and un-desirable path to take... when I chose to make my heart young and ignorant.
So much responsibilities...
So much choice...
So much option...
So... free...
I long for "freedom" so much when I was much younger (Not
VERY long ago). Attaining it was everything I was looking forward to. But "freedom" as itself was perceive as fun and un-disciplined act of life.
Much dismay, actually "freedom" comprises with the price of having no support, total dependent and readiness of mind coming with maturity.
And why many parents chose to withheld our "freedom" simply that we're not ready for the sudden gush of life, the harsh factors atleast.
I must confess that many a time, un-knowingly, I had made my parents nothing more then a money machine. Life in school, friends, church, activities... ... had cruelly made them into a subtle money producing machines.
There was such saying from one of my mentor that literally brought me to tears whenever I thought of it..
"ever wondered when that pair of delicate hands once so smooth had become rough? Ever wondered when that face so robust and pink had gone to become lined with winkles and grey?"