the mind speaks.

more than a diary of events come and gone, i intend this blog to publish my thoughts, dreams and all inside. so this entry would do just that.

i always wonder how come memories come in peculiar timings, how there’s always a season of eventful days. today i had just come home from a trip to Singapore (spontaneous i assure you), and today at 532 a.m. my great uncle Abraham passed away at 87  years of age, of respiratory failure due to pneumonia. i don’t know all the details. and i don’t want to. not now anyways.

this weekend seems to be the favourite end of the year wedding date. the amount of weddings my mom and dad has to witness make them look like top class socialites every night, with a new suit or gown, and different sets of accessories.

so, putting them all together we have a weekend of four weddings and a funeral.

now where am i heading with all this, you may wonder. well in a moment, if you’re patient, we’ll all find out together.

is it possible to be happy one moment and rejoice, then to weep and embrace the bereaved? if that’s possible then we must be such compartmentalized beings, that adapt to anything, but does that also mean we lack soul? the part of us that feels and hears and sees the immaterial. the part that makes us human, and neither animal nor robot. should we boast of such an ability?

… a time to be silent and a time to speak…

to be happy for someone need not have many words and lots to say, neither in mourning should we lament loudly. simply because, these times in particular, we just need to reflect inside.

i’m a talker myself and sometimes, it’s difficult to keep quiet. ask anyone. but in these months, i’ve learnt to keep a tab on all i say. and that’s imperative. let my yes be yes, and my no, no. so in tune with this "season of memories", what do i do? keep silent. neither lament, nor drown others with the sound of happiness. it’s best that way, i think.

what say you?

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