iSolation

Sometimes, you just need a moment for yourself. A period of lonesome so that you could really appreciate yourself for being you and the real you. A lot of people neglect this virtue as they are engulfed by the social pressure of communicating. Don't get me wrong. It is important. To some extent, it is therapeutic. But more times than we realise, we are too occupied with the 'social obligations' that the society digests the wonderful person that you really are and mould you to the 'perfect' mannequin that is deemed 'acceptable' to the community's eyes.

Being in this oh-so high tech era doesn't make it any easier. With all the social networking sites such as twitter, facebook and what not, our lives and also everybody else's are one touch away. These sites are very useful to diguise the feeling of accompaniment whilst sitting alone on a couch in your home watching reruns of The Nanny for the gazillionth time. Again, I am not saying that it is completely hazardous to install these tempting apps into you forever glued hand-held devices. I mean, i get 75% of the news through twitter and facebook(although the reliability of it is lower than Napoleon's zipper) mainly because i dont watch the news on tv. There is 2 reasons for this. 1)I hate Malaysian politics(or politics generally) which will take 50% of the national news. And 2) there are sooo many more interesting things to watch other than the news.

Okay, back to the main topic. I dont know about you, but one of my friend once told me that sometimes its nice to just uninstall allllll of your social media apps for a while just so that you can truly find the real you. This is like meditation, Steve Jobs style. An escape from the social media realm which day by day become more and more depressing for me. Mainly because im sad and alone, and also a sprinkle of insecurity and overthinking-ness. And i think its a good way to boost up back your mood and self esteem.

I dont want to make this post any longer as i am having a headache and may or may not throw up after this(ate some bad fish curry last night). So, bubbye.

Poem : Time Is Relative

Someday,

If someday is our future,

Then let memories be a venture,

A vast distance that awaits to be explored,

But filled with thorns and hardships endured.

But I’ll give the world if clocks can run backwards,

I’ll trade a mountain of diamonds if I can jump forward,

Time is relative they say,

But when will the relative begin to sway,

Sway a bit closer – to me.

A little bug once taught me,

That indulging in the past and you’ll get agony,

But I thought that’s what we call history,

The history that said can set us free,

Free from the mistakes that we commit,

Free from the solemness that will soon summits,

Until there is no peak higher,

Until there is no taller skyscraper,

Until our misery engulf us, with all the fear that we shiver,

Till our last puff of breather.

But time is still relative,

Even if we look at every single damn perspective,

The Happy will take it for granted,

While the Depressed is sitting in the dark – brokenhearted,

Cursing every living things ever lived,

Cursing every thought that could be relieved,

Damning every sunlight that ever shone,

Being the Medusa and turn every rainbows into stone,

Mad at the moonlight cause the night was so dark,

Sinking the ship even before it embarks.

So, this writing is not a sympathy cry,

Just a reminder from a bird that cannot fly,

When joy come knocking on your door,

With allness let it marinate your life from the start,

But just don’t forget the sad and poor,

And the one with the broken heart.