Monochrome Factor

A few days back I was in a room with a handful of people. People whom I may have come across while pacing through the city’s streets every now and then. There were a few familiar faces… and there were also a couple new ones … but everything boiled down to the fact that we were all just people… people in the same room… people who were probably there for the same reason…

Fast forwarding a bit (hehe… :P)… We were already two days into the program and it couldn’t’ have been any less than ordinary… after that we sorta had a mandatory holiday brought about by the elements (well three. actually… hehe…)… naturally after that… classes had to go on… and on the third meeting… the strangest thing happened… one person didn’t show up… (strange in a sense that “who in their right mindwould pay 3k for a 5 day class and just slack off midway?!)… our instructors gave him a grace period before they shut him out and began their lecture… sure enough, our instructors decided to go on with the lecture with or without him… mostly because they wouldn’t want to compromise the other trainees… and as we were about to take a breather from the info dumping… everyone in the room got the news that dude didn’t show simply because…  he couldn’t… everyone else wished that he had just dropped out of the class or that he had road problems brought about by land/mudslides… but sadly… the reason couldn’t have been any worse than a comedy gone sour. It seemed that he was one of the unfortunate people who were bitched on by dear ol’ mother nature…

Its not that I can’t sympathize with the loss of another human being… but it’s just that I’ve never really lost anyone close to me at an age where I can truly gauge and quantify feelings of grief… and it’s not like I really knew the dude… but I guess that that’s just it. To think that, for brief moment, we were all in the same room… enrolled in the same program… taking the same class… and just like that… he’s was gone… Now I know that 2 days isn’t actually enough to even get close to knowing someone… but the thought that someone within your proximity is actually gone (~dead… for clarity’s sake)… the feeling is pretty unsettling…

If a person you barely know can just poof out of existence… is there enough left of him to say that he has actually lived? I didn’t even know the dude’s name before he went under… most of us in the program didn’t… we wished that we had took the time even for a couple of minutes just to get to know the dude… ~but then again.. regret is only a feeling that comes after an unplanned loss…

He was able to show us that our existence is too minute even for the finest microscopes…

To be born just so we can die in the end… ~life awfully resembles a really cruel joke…

~we consume ourselves doing things just so we can get ourselves ahead in life… yet you can never tell when everything you’ve worked for gets taken away from you just when you’re about to grab the prize… if this is the case then “what’s the point?!”… “What’s the point in living if you don’t get the ending that you’ve worked so very hard for?!”…

After thinking this over… I guess that I’ve finally found the answer…

Life isn’t about grinding yourself  to make it good in the end… instead… Life is simply about Living It…

Okay… to break it down for you…

Think about fairytales… the exciting part isn’t the happily-ever-afters in the end

it’s how you get there…  (duh… hahaha…)

(O.o)

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