Between the Lines

Forget injuries, never forget kindnesses.
...Confucius

It has been quite some time that I last watched the idiot box. Gone were the days of potato couching. In between crunching figures and balancing my rocker, there isn't the slightest time of rekindling that luxury. Ah, sad. But to whine in a ludicrous dosage is such a no-no. Because as how it has been, I have the comfort of home that they don't.


Speaking of that, last night I sat in front of the telly rejoicing that long lost hobby. Only that the aftermath of watching brought me here - writing. Not another gobbledygook post. What I need to do to align the scattering plots, totally dispersed. Parallel with the holy month I believe is the reason why they broadcast heartbreaking shows. Those of which will make your eyes watery. Least will give you a wake up call.


Sometimes in soaring high for our dreams, we act like fools. We do not realise that the more we want to satisfy our hearts, the more we have hurt others' feelings. And at times, we make the wrong step by ruining the bond we grew ourselves. There is no time machine to rewind the days. Much as you want to fast forward it, this kind of bleed just keeps dripping. No specialist can attend to it, even if you check into any prestigious hospital. Oh, well perhaps a plastic surgery might do justice. Hmm.


Even a robot has its own defaults, how can we avoid human error? When it does not involve emotions, you are at the safe zone. But most time, it does. When it does, how do we come undone? It takes a man to admit his mistakes, but it takes another man to forgive.


There exists such situation when we say we forgive but not forget. And under some circumstances, that can be true. But to our dismay, not letting go simply means not forgiving. The act of apologising is sometimes seen as insincere to some. You cannot blame them for feeling so, because it is their heart not yours. Albeit their reasoning is ridiculous, there is nothing you can do. So tell me, how do we correct this? In the nestled thoughts up here, I think there just isn't a solution. Of course we want people to laugh with us, not laugh at us.

Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
...William Shakespeare

Going through the collection of quotes I adore, some just really clicked. To have them posted here will make this entry longer than it should be. The thing is we make mistakes. Some are for the better, some are just silly. But the naked truth is we made that mistake. And need I remind you, people are not that forgiving. God is, not us. So how do we assure forgiveness among us?


Because we believe in our religion, we hold onto it. We are taught to be nice. At the end of the day, it is not so much of what you have received; instead it is what you have given. What can you offer, and how have you been to make the world a better place to live in.