Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Lonely No More

We have a few waterfalls right here at home. Man-made, that is. Synthetic.
Still, the one at Millenia Walk never fails to enchant me, especially at night. The wind that blows me away. The sound of the rushing water sounds melodious, accompanied by the dim lights, intriguing our every senses.
You get to find pebbles at the foot of waterfalls. I once saw this shiny pebble and thought it looked interesting. I picked it up and admired it. On the surface, it looked beautiful. But when I turned it over, it was covered with algae. The contrast.
All of us are like pebbles. We are happy. We laugh alot. We have lots of friends to spend our weekends with. We have good grades, well-paying jobs, wear expensive clothes, buy watches that the majority of us couldn't even pronounce their names. There are some of us who pretend we are happy. Some of us masterly create a picture we are happy. Some of us think we are happy.
But we all know we are empty inside. We all want someone to fill us, to make us complete. If you have spent enough time by yourself, you would understand what I mean.
Friends may bring joy to our lives. Material things may make our lives seem a little better. Clubbing may seem fun. But at the end of the day, when the noise dies, we know the emptiness is real.
We try to avoid this feeling by burying ourselves in our work and studies. We stay out late at night. We drink. We buy even more expensive things. And soon, we are trapped in the rat race.
Happy on the outside. Rotten in the insides.