many ways

there are many ways to do a single thing.
you are alone and yet you are not that alone.
no man is an island...


no doubt in our lives, there are many times when we feel that we alone. and yet, if you were to look back, were you really alone? at the very least, your parents, family was always there for you. just that many a times, we just choose to be alone. that is what i feel. i know, because i have been there. then again, you can always just say i don't, but hey, we all live our own lives.

by living our lives, does that mean that you have nothing to do with him and her, and she with them and them with the rest? i always believe that we are individuals and yet so much a group. do you think that you can just leave your friends of 5 years and uproot to another country, with your friends feeling sad that they could be missing a friend? do you think that when you cry alone when something bad happened, you are crying alone? you probably are, because no one else knows about it. but i bet you if given the chance, there will be lots of people who would cry with you and at the end of it all, lend a shoulder for you to rest that wary hear. we just keep to ourselves, thats all.
no man is an island.

you may think that you are a tiny little pebble in the big scheme of things, but think about the ripples you will cause when you are dropped into a pond. the ripple effects affect every part of that pond.

there are 2 ways to get out of a hole. one was to actually imagine and think of all the wonderful things that are waiting for you if you get out of that hole.
the other was to think of all the things that are being affected if you still remind in the hole. by things, i mean the people, sans you yourself, that are affected. sometimes, we just don't know but you can bet that your family is being affected, just that they are family, so they let you be.

so there is the negative aspects that slaps you awake or the positive nice portions that charms you out of the hole. to me, either one will do, as long as the end result is that you are out of your hole.

jake: how did you managed to get out of that hole you dug for yourself? it was quite a bad thing and i have seen you taking it pretty badly. i thought you will never be able to climb out of it.

jack: i thought that i were be stuck in there for forever too. it was damn bad.

jake: so what happened?

jack: i saw the faces around me and how they feel sad with me...

jake: don't you mean feel sad for you?

jack: none. i mean feel sad with me. outsiders feel sad for me. family and close friends feel sad with me. on top of that, i just tell myself to get out, because i hate being stuck in that hole. so i just climb out of it and walked away. then i realised that sometimes, i still came back and looked back down into the hole. and when i did, it threatened to suck me back in. so one day, i went back with a shovel and buried the hole. now there is no hole. and i have no been back since.

jake: must have been difficult for you huh?

jack: it was.

jake: you must be one of the lucky ones.

jack: luck had nothing to do with it. look at that guy, he is driving a merc and he owns his own software house. does that make him a lucky person?

jake: sort of, isn't it?

jack: but did you know that he and his wife has been wanting children for a few years now but they can't? some problems with him.

jake: thats unlucky.

jack: maybe not. he and his wife are very much in love, so they still have each other. luck? sometimes its what we make of things we have, i guess....