The world is but a stage...

We are all performers. How we act our part of the play molds our destiny. In the greatest story of our lives, it is us who defines what ending we will get. Will we, or will we not have our happily ever after?
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A Lesson on Apathy

We are trapped in a prison with the TV and/or computer as our warden. We see people suffering and exclaim " The people/groups/government/voluntary organizations should do something." And the act stops there. Before long, we tend to forget all about it so that we don't have to do something. After all, we always say, "we can't do anything. We are just the common people."

However, we should remember that in the past, others have acted for what they believe should be done, even if they belong to no organization. If they succeeded, we call them patriots, or heroes. If they lose, they generally become the villains, or rebels. And anyone has to be in an organization to act, and everybody expects that organization to do the job.

But have we forgotten how these organizations started? No tree grows from nothing, each group or organization started from a seed, an idea, or an advocacy raised by a single person, and then agreed upon by the others, the people who choose to act in accordance to what they are supporting for.

Today, no one is thinking of raising an idea openly because of the risk of being ridiculed. Instead, all of us is resorting to exclaiming to ourselves, or writing down our grumbles in this far off places where "Big Brother" cannot put us to detention or something like that. (I am referring to the Orwellian Big Brother here guys, not any reality games). The question used to be "what should be done?". Now the question that everyone seems to ask is "Who should do it?" and if nothing is done, then all of us wants to find someone or something who we could point our fingers to.

The age of technology brings with it apathy. Should we sought for who to blame? Or shall we start asking ourselves if we want to be like this forever?

Do you believe in love?

Some say love is nothing but a fiction, a hope and trust that you cling to for security reasons, a solution for the social need to have someone.

At some points it is right. But it's just like saying that friendship is nothing but a social responsibility, and faith is a blind, illogical explanation of something unexplainable. If love is to be treated that way, and so are friendship and faith, then life is nothing but a dry existence, no purpose, no essence, not living at all. I don't want to see life that way. So I believe in love. It makes you appreciate the colors of a rainbow, instead of assessing the rainbow just as a bended light, a refraction, and nothing more.

Faith, trust, and a little pixie dust. Just like Tinkerbell's pixie dust, love can make you fly, as long as you believe in it.