Last Saturday Loi, my gf, was photographing the streets. She came across this old man and took a snap. After catching the image, she shared it to me via the LCD screen. Stunned with the beautiful photo, I found myself in deep thoughts – of being old, of being less fortunate, of being like just the old man on the picture… Retrospect – of being me in my not so good times. A song by Alanis Morisette captures all my questions in mind
That I would be good, even if I did nothing,
That I would be good, even if I got the thumbs down
That I would be good, if I got and stayed sick
That I would be good, even if I gained ten pounds
That I would be fine, even if I went bankrupt
That I would be good, if I lost my hair and my youth
That I would be great, if I was no longer king
That I would be grand, if I was not all knowing.
That I would be loved, even when I numb myself.
That I would be good, even when I am overwhelmed
That I would be loved, even when I was fuming
That I would be good even if I was clingy.
That I would be good even if I lost sanity
That I would be good whether with or without you…
An old adage says “We’re only as good as yesterday”. So, if yesterday’s bad, then what are we now? If we do not fit what’s good for the world, then what have we become?
Still, it lingers in my mind.
