prompted..

Often we go through happenings in life. Back then, we think we understand, we think we know, because we believe we have every rights to believe in what we do because its us who went through it. It was us who experienced it. It is through our very own eyes that we see and witness it all. Because it is our side of the story which is untold and no one knew of..

But life as it is has its own twist to its every tale and occasion. When you think you’re the primary and main character in the story, reality has it that you’re not. You were just a secondary in the story. But we human whom God created with the nature to err, often we tend to think that the world revolves around us, our oneself only when really we are just one passer-by in another’s world. Reminds me of a ‘Who’ living in a speck to the great elephant. Same concept really. Heh..

Always bear in mind, there will always be parts of the story that you don’t and might not ever know because God knows you will never understand. Even if many tries their best to explain to you of it, and even if you may and you can understand, you might just choose to not understand or believe. Just like how one claim she’s listening when she really is not. There is a difference between listening and hearing, mind you. We built a wall, we shut another out just because we had preconceived ideas and judgments on the person and often we are too busy to prepare the ‘replies’ in our head that we never really listen. Thanks to ego, and maybe selfishness and self-pride.

What should really remain in your heart, and cross your mind is not anger or bitterness. It is gratitude and thankfulness. For with every story, there is a reason. There is an untold story. There is a ‘life before’ and even when you were present. What about the person him/herself? She/he might not want all that to happen themselves.

Haven’t we experienced many circumstances in our everyday life where we thought someone is smiling at us, really she was smiling at the person behind us. When we see someone waving at us, we thought he was waving at us but really he was waving at his friend behind us. When we think someone is upset with us, really she is not. When we thought someone is avoiding us, she really is not. Often we think of things one way but it is really the other.

There are so many kind of people in this world. We can never really know or understand the mind of another. For example, there are some kind of people who write things down but only to be misunderstood. Who say things out only due to circumstances, only with reasons to which really is not of his will or wish.

When we think we are so desired, we really are just a stranger in another’s life. remember the famous saying, ‘it’s often easier to spill things out to a stranger’?. doesn’t that cross your mind then, or even now?

And too often one doesn’t come to think, that for everything that we hated which happened in our life, we are naturally partially to blame. We allowed it to happen. And even when we claim and are of a staunch believer that it happened not because we allowed it; that we never wanted it to happen, we caused it by way of giving it a chance. We provided the opportunity. We opened the door only to wish later we never did. Too late. So really, we’re not really all innocent hence unfair to blame others. Think again, it was you who opened the door, it was you who allowed to kept the ball continue on rolling..

I was once told, just like the essential elements in the occurrence of a crime, there are 3 things:

1) the criminal

2) the victim

3) opportunity.

One might really want to cause and inflict harm on another, but if there’s no opportunity, one will never get the chance to do so.

Similarly, one might not have the intention to cause and inflict harm on another, but given the opportunity, hence the occurrence of the crime.

Just a simple analogy which any mind should be able to comprehend.

And to this, I embrace myself with great humbleness and gratitude to God for making me see what great blessing He has showered me with. For being able to voice all this out I hope t is heard well. Honestly, I thought of explaining and spilling out the real story, the untold story, but you refused before, and now, I don’t think I should even bother.. Thank you.