I stretch out my affection and love to all. I stretch out to
give as much as I can possibly give. I stretch out to those that despise me,
hate me, but still show love. I stretch out to envelope all that remains
beyond ; places I could not have imagined to reach. I stretch out to seek,
to gain, to learn and to acquire that, which I may not have had the
intelligence to gather.
The stimulus required by any creative person comes largely
through disappointment, anger, lack of facility and understanding. So what does
one contain. One contains the factual moment when there is correction and
disagreement with my thought process or creativity. That is most essential - to
be criticised, corrected and demanded of. Ego and self claimed importance has
not been my forte. Many others do it and do it well. I cannot. They tell me it
is a mistake in today’s world, and I shall remain adamant. It frustrates them,
it elevates me. It would do well for me to sneak away and be with the environs,
in my own thought and solitude. It would annoy and cause injury to many that
think otherwise.
There is no pretence here to build humility, a feature that
is now often attached to some of the most non required epithets, in my description.
I know my worth, as must I should, and nothing and nobody can ever have change
what have i done in the past. But when obeisance comes with heart, that is what
needs to be accepted and given attention to, without any hesitation ..Like dad’s
words of encouragement, mom’s blessing, brothers and sister supporting hands,
unconditional love from kids, company of a faithful and understandable wife,
friendship of others...
There are many hands that come forth to help, assist. But how do I wish for my association. That
should be prime, and nothing else. In the boxing ring you are the master and
the fighter … alone !! That interests me. I would rather make my own bed
each and every early morning, than give the burden of this task to the ‘help’
in the house. No matter how menial the job, it is the same human element that
shall eventually do it. Now, classified as a breed which through centuries has not
moved away from the horrors of such slavery.
Again just vague thoughts till going to bed... don’t mind my
blah blah...
As always my love to all...
DiL.
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