Monday, August 14, 2006

Badminton life


The "in" thing among yuppies right now is the sport badminton. Why and how come? Is it just a fad or some stress-buster? One can literally smash on his boss' face -- hmmmm..., if you can dare do it. But most just let their imagination run wild while playing.

If it's a fad, then it should have not lasted this long. 4 years and getting stronger. But I say that this is just a revival of the ancient sport, and it will continue for years to come.

I heard one person who apologized to us, his playmates, saying, "I'm bringing all my problems to the courts and smash them everytime I hit the shuttle. It's a feeling of relief for me, and I apologize to anyone from the group, who disliked the way I'm behaving". We just laughed at it. He's a good man and very competitive. His "magical" shots are most imitated.

Almost all my other playmates are the same, bringing all their stress, problems and hurts in the court, and smash them there. I know how it feels to be stressed out, but as I have contemplated many times, playing badminton is not the solution. It may help, but the relief is just temporary.

I oftentimes find solace when I sit in one corner watching my group play. I know that each and everyone is unique and have one way or another have personal issues. I just wondered why we managed to laugh and smile when deep inside, we're hurt. Family problems, break-ups, confused identity, family acceptance, lost business, are just some of the problems that I gathered when I happen to sit down and talk with them about life.

Life and relationships are as brittle as the shuttlecock. And one can wear a smiling face for a mask. But I just hope that, even with badminton, I can touch lives for the better.

No matter how good I play, I won't be remembered if I fail to touch lives.

Wednesday, April 05, 2006

Recurring dreams...

I don't know if you dreamt of something, you already dreamt before.

Last night I had a dream. I dreamt that I failed in a subject because I never attended class. How could it be? I never thought i was enrolled in that class. Everything else was perfect, except for that failure of mine.

This is not the first time. Same story line. I missed class for a whole sem. And to think of it, I have been out of school now for more than 10 years.

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

Friendship

"to have friends, you must be a friend" - anonymous

Who is my best friend? Until now, i have no idea. No, don't count me out yet. It does not mean i have no friends. I have lots of them, but until now, I am not sure who my best friend is.

There is none who knew everything about me. I give only a partial of me. Even I myself knew only a portion of me.

In a clique, i can be the most patient and level headed. When i am alone, i can be furiously impatient. I can be the most popular, or i can just hide from the crowd.

I have high regard for friendships. I don't want to lose any of my friends. I don't easily give up too. I look at the bright side. Perhaps this is my greatest transformation - from a self-centered, grudgingly introvert person, to someone who offers friendship to anyone. Again, I only give a portion of myself.