On Growing Up...

Alyssa recently wrote up a nice something on "advice" you get growing up. This isn't directly related, more of a sidebar, but it's the first thing I remembered on reading that post. It's been going viral for a while on the South Asian interwebs I think. I don't know it's origins to credit. I'm pretty sure something similar must apply to women too, but this is how I found it.

On the years 24-30 for men.

• You ex-gfs are getting married,
• Your career has just started,
• Elders treat you as unproven theorems,
• College guys feel that you are too old to have in their group
• You seem to enjoy both cartoon and news
• You can no longer eat whatever you like without putting on weight
• You are not invited for the weekend matches
• Every Aunty you meet asks "When about your marriage plans?"
• Every Uncle asks "How about your career dude??"
• When the reality is that you are just riding the wave and going with the flow
• You have all the confidence in the world but little achievements to show
• You already have the first hand experience in life,
• You know that whatever you have been taught about the world in school has been sheer waste of time
• You can be denied a job even after passing the test and you could be given a job if you know someone placed high enough..
• You now know love is not that blind and that friendship has its own terms and conditions
• You know there is nothing for granted and free lunches are not free
• Your overconfidence is now making the way for a humble conscience.
• You now know it is not exactly what we thought it would be

Lost in communication

"'We are like you;' the thought pressed into his mind. 'We did not mean to murder, and when we understood, we never came again. We thought we were the only thinking beings in the universe, until we met you, but never did we dream that thought could arise from the lonely animals who cannot dream each other’s dreams. How were we to know? We could live with you in peace. Believe us, believe us, believe us.'"

                                                  - Orson Scott Card, Ender's Game

The 2nd best part of that book for me. Makes you think doesn't it?

Outside Your Window

It's time. Night falls. The world lies dead in its slumber, and we rise to greet the shadows. For it is here, in the absence of light that new life is breathed into the beauty and darkness of your thoughts. Your thoughts, your dreams, your visions, you... the center of my existence, the focus of my sanity, that take me away from the world of light and its blinding attention, its endless cacophony of noise, from the ravens that peck and tear at every fiber of my being.

We are two and yet one. As reality and wonderland through the looking glass I am but your pale reflection on the other side of the mirror. Even as we know that nothing is forever and everything changes, and we wait for the mirror to fall and shatter, you walk towards the light, leaving me the clarity of silence and darkness that the light leaves behind. Still, I watch with bated breath, your heart and its every beat, your lips and its every exhaled breath, for signs that you are still alive.

Because you are my inspiration, my reason, my muse. You are the station, the song, to my radio. With you with me, I create wonder, I can bring you hope, life as you do me. I am your reflection, I am always here. I'm outside of your window with my radio, playing the song I know.

You.

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For the IndieInk Writing Challenge this week, Lilu challenged me with "I am outside your window with my radio." and I challenged Nimue with "If you always try to sound smart you will end up coming out dumb."

I wasn't sure, but I thought this was a prompt from the Hawthorne Heights song "Niki FM" and I just listened to it just let the come as they would. I hope you like it Lilu, and anyone reading.