In my school, each classroom had an adage painted on the wall. All of them have abandoned me but for one which has stubbornly refused to give up on me.
I would hunch over, defeated within myself. It was only when I walked in front of that classroom that my spine would stand straight and proud.
I owe my escape from many moments of helplessness and sadness to that proverb.
'No one can ride your back unless it is bent' was what I learnt in that classroom.
I learnt that no one can make you unhappy without your own willingness to be so.
Guess I am out of touch with everything right now, so no blog entry for many days. From many days, a question is bothering me. I haven't found a satisfactory answer yet. So I'll write it down here. Maybe anybody who reads this may know the answer. "Just because we are journalists, writers, opinion creators and thinkers, do we have the right to judge others? Either personally or professionally?" I think we don't have the right to judge a person, even if we are right. But as writers, we would have to judge others whether we like it or not. And it's very difficult forcing people to think, but that's what we are doing or pretending to be doing right? Another question: "How come life is so simple if you just let it live by itself without bothering much and so complicated if you try to manipulate it or even understand it?" Blessed are the ignorant. We who can understand everything, try not to let anything go by without understanding and thus miss the b
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