Adaptability

I read that oxens possess some very good character traits, including the likes of dependability, strength and determination, all of which I recently realize I possess alot of.

One trait most websites/magazines do not mention of is adaptability. It would sound more like an oxymoron here, but as much as we are uncomfortable to change, we adapt. And almost effortlessly at that.

In my recent situations especially. Whatever dignity, pride, ego issues are easily thrown to the back of my head when “It” is concerned.

You can hurl verbal abuses at me, you can mock at the state I am in, but please do not attack my loved ones. Just because we are indebted does not give you any reason nor justify your acts of abase. I do not concur that we should be subjected to any form of different treatment.

Whatever help you rendered to us today, we will try as far as we can to repay you doubly. Just so we don’t owe you anything more.

Thinking back, who is  more indebted to the other?

Perhaps the day we repay you fully would also be the day we stop contacting each other. Because this is the current conclusion I have drawn from our talks.

That’s fine with me though. I think I have figured out what I ought to have known years back.

Indeed, this is a ”timely” and cruel realization.

Ugly mankind. Ironically, the one thing that caused so many problems was that one thing that taught me a great deal.

Who said kinship is indestructible? The “M” word is such a powerful tool it destroys everything just like a horrendous 9.6 (on Richter scale) earthquake.

You know, it’s not your fault. It’s ours. We ought to have known better. We ought to have sought a different method.

But it’s OK, I adapt well. I adapt to all your antics and fury moments. I adapt to putting away my ego and lowering myself. I adapt to swallowing all rants about unfairness in life. I adapt to lamenting about how we could have had a better life. I adapt even to having someone bite my head off and pushing back my tears so the people I care about don’t worry about me.

I adapt. I adapt to locking up my entries so people stop questioning me about my insinuations and emotions. I adapt to posting up this entry so concerned parties can have a quick summary of all that I wanted to say once and for all.

I adapt. I adapt to regularly brainwash myself that I adapt well.

I adapt.

The humanity that transcends race, colour (and politics)

It is not the time to speak of race, colour, politics, or in Sharon Stone’s case, karma. Got a rude shock upon reading about it, cannot stop thinking how inappropriate that statement of her was. Wells, more on that later.

I have been tearing alot of late, what’s with all the heartbreaking news of increasing death toll, tear-inducing stories of the victims & their families, and moving stories of the efforts of rescue workers.

I remembered how I wailed out loud at news of one victim having to saw off her legs in order to survive. There was virtually no way for the rescue workers to reach and pull her out from the rubbles, unless she saw off BOTH HER LEGS – ON HER OWN first! Y_Y

To be completely honest, I cannot imagine placing myself in their shoes nor can I truly understand what they are going through. A similarly forlorn Ying said everyone has their own battles to fight, and in this case I say, a long battle between mother earth and mankind. 

The insignificant me can only hope for the victims to rest in peace, the families to be able to seek solace, and the survivors to live even better, for themselves, for the 60 over thousand lives that’s sacrificed in this painful disaster. It is of course not easy, for the anguish of loss and grief is so real, and brutally painful.

The other aspect that really need a much longer span of attention in the near future would be rebuilding! It’s gonna be a long term effort in rebuilding the affected town/province, as well as the emotional well-being of people who lived on - that I believe needs ‘reconstructing’ the most.

(Digress: I have some pictures I wanna upload for this post, but have been trying futilely for the past three hours or so. I truly hate WordPress at this moment, it has successfully treaded on my very short nerves!)

Lifted from http://sichuan-memorial.org,

Open your hearts.
Humanity transcends race, color, religion, and nationalism.
We may be 7000 miles from the destruction,
but feelings of deep loss are universal.

 

加油.