Pondering over stuff

There are just some things in life I’ve been pondering over for the past few hours, and I felt the need to put it down somewhere so that, hopefully, people will ponder over this too.

Firstly, have you ever measured how much love can you give to everyone in the world? That left me dumbfounded for an awkward moment, because I realized that this is something you can actually control and decide on. If I’m not wrong, there’s enough for each individual you know and also for those whom you never get to know all your life but exist in your life. So why bother to hate when there’s so much more you can do with your emotions? Why bother to stay neutral when you can do more than just that for a person? It’s so much like energy, that it cannot be created or destroyed, and can only be converted from one form to another, and it serves the exact purpose of energy. This is just one of the many whirlpools in my head at this point of time, and I’m not your typical hot-blooded teenager who keeps the L word hanging at the corner of my mouth, so you notice I never like to mention that word more than once, partially because someone gave that to me and I treasure it too much.

Secondly, I have the sudden urge these few days to help someone everyday, and I hope that this is something which is highly infectious. It gives me and the helped party the chance to know more about each other, be it good or bad, and I truly treasure the sense of achievement I get from rendering my hand to those who truly need it. I envision myself helping people my age pick up from where they’ve left off and take flight, instead of watching them rot away their only chance to prove themselves to the society. I want to help these people shed the discrimination cast on them by the society and give them something to work their brains at, instead of burning their heads away smoking at the void deck of my flat or out-racing each other on the streets late at night. Please, people, if you think that I’m some moron spitting all over your brightly polished leather shoes, why not put yourselves in the shoes of someone who’s not as fortunate as you?

“If an eye’s for an eye, the world would be blind.”- Ghandi