News, news, news from north, east, west, and south.
It was pitch dark--- and I was alone. All alone, but was not scare at all. Rather strangely, I was worried about someone who is very far away from me. I was worried that how would that person handle the situation like I am in right now, --- pain and darkness. I read some of the prayers as I used to -- just like an automatic memory, so this part of my preparation is checked. But what about the attachment? I cannot cut the strings yet. Yes, all the strings are attached. My life, ---while I am like a puppet, a play, a show, an opera, a drama of my life, still going on since I managed to came out of the pitch darkness,----again.
--- Like it or not, we all live on, --- living on with the life that we have traded with the previous one. I was reading, watching TV, doing book-keeping, surfing on the net plus thinking what else I need to do --- all at the same time. Then it hits me, --- like a lightening. Why? This is my life here, now --- the present this is --- sheets of paper lying about, piles of book, a lap top, pillows and a throw, remote control and a cup of orange juice on the book that I read on my morning schedule. It seems so far away, in fact, it has been away much further from the starting point, who I used to have been. Even though I cannot forget tiny bits of the memories of the life that I had --- even though I love every inch of it including all the goodness and the bad ones, the reality and the tangible memories are so far from each other and the stretch is becoming wider. Whatever had happened in the past has shaped me as the one I am today. Change is infinitesimal each and every second, but those little changes adds up over time. Just like we cannot feel the spinning speed of the earth, we have forgotten the changing of our different lives over time. We have changed. We are becoming different persons in each and every second. One day, I wake up --- I wake up while I am wide awake and see myself as a different person.
