I was just wondering why so many people wish for something good or extremely extravagant every Christmas season. I mean, for certain they already have those things in mind ever since and have been longing about it even before Christmas came. But I couldn't blame them.
His birthday reminds us that someone lives to love us and lead us to the path of God. I must admit, I'm not absolutely religious, I can't talk religiously, I can only talk rubbish and turn it into something. But I have a resilience knowing that I still have my strongest faith no matter how long it has been since I stepped inside a church. Every Christmas, I'm one of those kids who hardly sleep thinking about what they want their parents to give to them. I remember wanting a bike when I was 7, instead I got a big doll house, which I am very happy about. I remember wanting a Game Boy when I was 9, instead I got clothes. I remember wanting a new cell phone when I was 12, instead I got a trip to Hong Kong with my family (which is better, I think). I can barely recall some other things that I've wished for. I only wanted those things at those time, so maybe it's too hard to keep them in mind. But I really wanted a dog, a shih tzu in particular. That I can remember wanting since I was 13. Growing up with 3 young brothers, I've known the importance of attention. You know, the kind of daily gesture a normal parent would do to make his or her child happy. It's not always that I get to have that, but that doesn't mean I'm proudly emotional about it, just so I can tell you what I want for Christmas so I have to state some facts. Dad told me a few days ago that I was a late bloomer. Not knowing how to react once more to one of his preconceived notions about his unknown daughter, I wrote down my thoughts. I wonder, would it be relevant if I had responded "Fuck you for saying that?", or would it serve me justice if I said, "Well, I don't think you ever grew up either, b*tch!" Either way, none of it can beat the hell out of his potential to screw people. Oh, don't take me wrong, Santa, I'm nice if you know me, I'm probably not if you don't. Anyway, I think I can still wish for something this Christmas.. I wish people would pay closer attention to being compassionate towards life and everything else in it. I know that's weird, shallow or deep, but it's simply a wish to make everything the way it can give all of us a peace of mind, a sense of gratitude to every little things, and a heart that is willing to wake up another day thinking of others more than his/her self. I have never wished for things because I know I can never get them. I will try, though. To force my parents to give me a little something before I start working for myself and for them. So Santa, if you really love us, don't give us things.
The present Dalai Lama once said; "At one level, all major religious traditions have the same aim – to transform the individual into a positive being."
Love,
Yours truly.
:))
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