Monday, January 02, 2006
FireworksRead the following in a manga, Bleach, based on my translation as the manga is in chinese. And you probably know the standard of my chinese.
"We are like fireworks. The journey to the sky, the explosion of colours, and consequently, disperse in all directions." "If this is the case, at least when the moment arrives, we will not disappear but will stay forever sparkling in the sky."It is actually the whole train of thought of 1 of the characters in the manga. I shall not go into the fantasy of the manga. Anyway, the character isn't exactly human but the artist likens him to be so.
Personally, I agree with the first part and not the 2nd as I feel that the 2nd is more applicable to that fantasy.
As for the first part, we are constantly upgrading ourselves, working upward in the society we leave in. We work to attain our distinction in PSLE, O levels, Diploma, A levels and Degree (just to name a few), choosing other paths and starting with a career immediately, we work to maintain a stable career and income, we work to buy our house, our cars, starting a family etc.
Then we reach the peak of our lives. Be it, attaining the 5 C's (not the one promoted by ST), just having the basics, giving our lives for voluntary work, seeing our children bring us pride & joy etc. We succeed in our own respective senses.
And finally, we falter due to old age, disease or whatever. Or maybe the new generation has come to take over our job. Then what else do we do but to wait for the moment we disappear forever. Maybe at the stage we will ask ourselves, "How was my life? was it worth living?"
Surely, we will think of the regrets and sacrifices before but we will eventually decide that based on whatever achievements we had, it was worth it. Then we will go on, do whatever we have not done and wait for the moment we disappear.
Our lives seem so alike yet so different. Just like how 2 fireworks can be so different yet are alike in terms of their beauty. Maybe we are all just actors & actresses in a display of fireworks for whoever is watching. Maybe we are just nameless parts of an endless cycle. What does it matter? Shouldn't we all live for the moment when we explode in an array of colours? For that is the beauty of fireworks, of life, isn't it? Nobody likes to see a rocket (is this the name?) that goes into the sky and fails to explode, right?
Ha.. I think my next viewing of fireworks would be even more saddening compared to the past.
Oh.. And I have decided not to talk abt the 5 C's from ST as I don't have particularly strong feelings about them anyway.
The Origin. 1/02/2006 09:20:00 am