Irreconciliable differences

It was a simple question yet it bear so much significance on my part.

"Have you experienced fleeting moments of thoughtlessness?"

The answer that eventually came, most jarring and with a cold quality. "No, i think you are wasting your time."

I wasn't even offended at the insult intended. It was too petty to think of that. Rather, i was apalled at the coolness of it all, the apparent detachment.

I thought to myself. There you are, the conclusive answer to the question that you have been harbouring this whole evening. Irreconciliable difference...

That's the way things have turned out. But i am neither sorry nor appalled.

For all i have been told... i can simply sum up my response defiantly. I will not seek a shortcut to life. If i were to value my eventual contributions to my family in terms of financial remunerations solely, it will be tantamount to insulting my father whom i am neither proud nor ashamed to say, is in the rat's race.

I am appalled at the sheer desire to break away from the mainstream, not because of the desire to be different, but simply to achieve a shortcut to life. At the end of the day, i'm grateful to you for giving me an environment so austere and compelling which forced me to liquefy and condense my approach to life. That it, i should have the courage to face up to life. My father, i am proud to say for all his soldiering traditions, has taught me well to face up to the harsh realities of life and to bear the courage to see it through. I am delighted to know that you are now actively coming to grips with the scourges of modern day living. But sad to say, you lack the courage to face up to the challenges of life, you chose a shortcut to life which is your own choice.

If you wondering whether i was out of sorts yesterday, then i will tell you that indeed i was. It was an act, a ploy even. To me, it was of no choice if i didn't want to go all out to ravage you. For goodness's sake, do you think that a logical man with a highly systematic and pragmatic man as a father would have erred so badly so as to omit all those things that we have discussed yesterday in my daily staple of thinking? That i would say that you two particularly, yc have belittled me is an understatement.

During the taxing session yesterday, i was at a dilemma. To secretly scoff at you or to yawn in my heart. To present worries of modern life to a self-proclaimed worrier is akin to introducing the special theory of relativity to Einstein. You might find it browraising but i am ardently determined to enter the fray. To prove to my family that i have what it takes to succeed my father as a breadwinner in the family, not to show them i am going to take a shortcut to life.

Life is a richly brewed pot of coffee. Everyone naturally stretches out his own mug for a swig. Some mugs are ideal, retain the heat and aroma-ideal for savouring. Some are obviously ill suited for this particular purpose. Whatever it is, remember that each unique vessel with its peculiar characteristics in turn, offers an unique savouring experiencing. What is most important is that we savour Life with its every nuances intact.