It's one of those cold, rainy days when Mr. Black stops and looks at his life in retrospect. It's a bit bleak, yes he admits, but it is nonetheless useful. And he finds out that in the last few weeks, so many things had occured that had made him change his perspectives in many ways, regarding family, his love and people around him in general.

Mr. Black: I feel that I have grown. Well, not physically but rather enriched by the experiences of life.

He realized that it is a painful process of losing things. Especially expensive things that are not yours. The guilty conscience that one has to bear is often overwhelming; that you could probably choke and suffocate from it if you don't let it out. Admit your mistake. There's often no point in proportioning blame. Make the best out of the situation. Work towards a remedy, and before you tell him that some things don't have a remedy, Mr Black would have said, "Bull, everything has a remedy. Some remedies are just more effective than others."

Mr. Black realized that generosity stems from the heart. Would you bear to give 50 dollars to someone whom you don't even know? Someone who greets you but eyes you warily? Well, he met someone who did, and it's comforting to know of people who would go all out to satisfy another person (be it in terms of happiness or other emotions) and sacrifice what he had just to see a smile. Its comforting to know that there are high-context people living amongst low and extremely low-context people. Money is important but Mr. Black stressed again that it is NOT the most important thing in the world now. It might be 20 years ago, but now, in the new world that we lived in, it is not. Something else had taken its place. Something which is even more powerful than money. Something that can make people work for you willingly even if you do not pay them. Mr. Black says, "Go figure."

And the most drastic thing that Mr. Black had come to realize is the love-hate relationship that is so intricately and delicately balanced between one's parents and self. You might have utter disrespect for your mother (and thinks that she is an alien hailing from the depths of Pluto, or whatever solar system), but come another day, you might change your feelings towards her when she makes your favourite food, or gives you a compliment. Sometimes, Mr. Black hated (yes, hated) his parents and asked the Supreme One (or the Heavens or God or Buddha or The Prophet) why he had to live with people like that. "Why can't my parents be a bit more understanding?" Mr Black lamented. Here, TRUST is the key. If they do not give you the key of trust, you will never, never, never be able to do anything that is to their approval. To parents all around the work, I have a piece of advice: Work by conviction. Seek to understand your kids and convince him; don't stop him if he wants to go all out in his aspirations, let him fall and let him understand defeat by tasting it. Success is learnt by failures. If you don't even give him the chance to fail, how can he succeed in life?

I have to go for more mundane things now.

Hey, the rain has stopped.

Mr Black is a current undergraduate who resides in Singapore. This blog is a non-whimsical reflection of his life and the society in which he lives in at large.

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