Friday, July 9, 2010

Try being different…

Fitting in is difficult. I walk in a world full of look a-likes trying to be cool, trying to be popular. Standing out is the most difficult thing. What clothes you wear, or how cool your accent is doesn’t define who you are in life. It will not make you one to be remembered. Why try to be like someone else, someone who will fade away as days go by? Someone who is just a grain in a world full of sand…

It was people Bob Marley, Lady Diana, Nelson Mandela and Mahatma Gandhi who stood out through decades.

Bob Marley’s way of life, his music, it all wasn’t conventional yet had a message. He knew what he wanted the world to know and he let them know it in his own extraordinary way.

Lady Diana exemplified beauty in all aspects. Not just physically pretty, she was gorgeous in her manners and behaviour. Everyone fell in love with her simplicity and kindness. Kindness in a world full of greedy rich people, Unique

Today, these people are remembered as if they are still amongst the living.

Why do we live in a world where everyone strives to be popular, but only popular in the moment? Why do we feel the need to be accepted? Is acceptance what life is about? Were we sent on earth to receive approval from others who are looking to do the same?

You don’t live a million lives, so why not make the most of what you have? It is not a rock that looks like one of the millions around that stands out but the rare diamond that holds most value.

Going through life trying to live in the moment only leads to a future full of regret.

Ambitions, determination, the need to make something of yourself are qualities that every person must strive to achieve but in today’s world I see no one like that. No one knows what they want in life except to be rich and good looking, but how far can that take you?

Why don’t people want to be different anymore? Is it that scary, to think that you might actually be one of the few people who are remembered?

I personally think the greatest thing in the world is when you’re remembered for something you did. Whether it’s a simple act of kindness or just being there for someone, but who does that anymore?

Compassion is dying along with our planet.

What’s the world come to? Seriously.

Mariane Pearl ~ How ?

As the sun sets on the world and a new day begins , things move on. The earth turns, people change, things are different. What do you do when to others the news is old , but still fresh in your heart? What if it’s put your life on hold and you can think of a future anymore. What if like Mariane Pearl, you lose someone who has meant the world to you?

When the constant reminder of your husband in your son doesn’t only make you long for the past of a better future, but reminds you of him dying a death unworth of your worst enemy can you really move on?

If you at a young age lose your husband to a death far from natural causes but rooted by terrorism, if from being the reporter you get thrown into the spotlight as the subject, if suddenly your blinded by a future of uncertainty, where do you go?

Does the pain, does the grief ever go away?

What if the criminals are convicted, maybe there will be closure. Daniel Pearls murderer , even though convicted, 8 years later is still alive. Where is the justice in this ?

Danny didn’t see his son, because he was beheaded before his son’s birth. Doesn’t his son deserve to know that the person responsible was punished?

What gives a person the strength to be courageous through the most difficult moments of her life? What gave Mariane the power to move ahead, to demand justice, to bring up her son into a world where everything was wrong?

What gave her the will to live? Through all the interviews that made her a walking spectacle, how did she not once break down and cry in public?

Even thinking about losing the person I love hurts me so bad, how is it to go through the worst, to look at pictures just before his death and still be strong?

How must it have felt to hear of his kidnapping, not know whether she would see the person she loved more than her life alive again? How must it have been to think that somewhere Danny was alive and if only she had found him in time she would still have him today…

How did Mariane get the strength to live through all this and still hold her head up high?

If only I knew… maybe I’d learn to be as brave as her too.

Happy Michelle Angry Michelle. The dice is in your hands

Questions, so many questions...

Why is it that things stop going your way just as soon as it starts? Life is not fair most of the times, but it hurts most when you think everything is perfect and in a split second its not anymore..

Things hurt, hearts break, thoughts drive you insane when you are thinking what if… what if?

Like love, what if he was the one for me? What if he’s not? What if there’s no one out there for me, maybe I’m meant to be alone?

Is he cheating on me? Did he lie to me…? So many questions life can bring… So many questions, answers to which you don’t really want to know because even though the truth could comfort you, there is a possibility it could just break you down.

What about life? The term life itself brings on so many questions. Like does a high power exist? What is the purpose of living? Why is life so cruel? How come at times things are so beautiful ? If there was a higher power how come the world isn’t perfect…