Back to Writing

It has been a long time since I wrote. The endless stream of imaginative fluid inside my cranial cavity that was once present sort of just dried up due to the lack of use. Today I decided to sit and analyse life, to note the changes I've undergone. My initial account from where I left off started with memories of smiles which initially changed into frown, from frown into melancholy, melancholy to tears, and then back to smiles and laughter. It's like the ever-changing seasons that we have no control over; there are phases in life that sometimes we exert to control over, phases that must be dealt with. Disputable, yes, but I truly believe that these are the inevitable hormonal/emotional changes people deal with, regardless of whether they explicitly display them. For some women in their early 20s, it is common - at least for me.

It's funny how on a day-to-day basis nothing much changes, but then when we look back at how far we've cruised through life, we've all undergone tremendous metamorphosis, be it physically or in terms of belief systems, values, ethics and viewpoints.

A new job. A new field. A new environment. I've been venturing out of my comfort zone - trying to revamp old friendships and trying out new things, some of which cannot be explicitly stated for it might be deemed taboo by some poeple. However, that's a matter of individual opinion so we shall not dwell there. Life always feels (and tastes and smells) good when you incorporate substantial amount of changes into it. Reality appears more joyous and vivid when life is ever-changing; routine and stagnant lifestyle only causes exasperation (for me, at least). Even a jog in the evening out of the blue brings elation, it makes the flowers and blue skies appear somewhat artistic.

Nature is so bewitching, one can be so lost in thoughts just staring at its exquisiteness. A hut amidst lush greenery situated just by the stream, enveloped by the sounds of birds, bugs and flowing water. The smell of fresh muffins emanating from the kitchen to top it all off. What an amazing life that would be, to be one with nature, away from the hectic lifestyle of the city.


TRRRIINGGGGGGGGGGG!

Phone call from my colleague snaps me back into reality - of revving car engines and constant honking, the smell of pungent exhaust fumes and the awful traffic conditions that fill my mornings and evenings. Working life is not too bad - it's the journey to and fro that I'm still learning not to despise. Hectic working lives of the grown-ups.

The hectic lifestyle that comes coupled with 'competitive pay', 'good medical benefits', 'impressive year-end bonuses' that the city offers us, on what initially appears as a silver platter, that we find hard to refuse.

Wouldn't you trade it for a quiet life in the suburbs, smelling incense sticks instead of car fumes.

Over the weekend I took a flight to Langkawi for 4 days with someone. A short escapade, running away from reality with that one person - so much love, passion, energy, connection. Connecting with someone, especially if it's your significant other, can heal your soul as well as inspire and motivate you.