Thursday, 15 September 2011

Another day, another year older

It has been many many many moons since I was born on this day. I am very fond of my place of birth. I would have none of the small town makeshift hospitals. So I caused enough trouble to have my parents drive me to a more sophisticated city. They had almost given up on me, but lo and behold, there I was. And here I am!

I have always believed I am here for a purpose, much grander than all that I am doing right now. I know now that I cannot change the world, not in the way I used to at least. I can't adopt every child who needs a family, I cannot put food in every hungry stomach, I cannot bring world peace. It is all I can do to hold on to what is left of my sanity, leave alone caring for the orphans of the world, appeasing world hunger or ending futile wars.

My concerns are piteous. I fear the cold weather ahead. I fear I will be all alone come December, and end up talking to myself, and the only means of communication would be through facebook updates and this blog. I am afraid that my life has come to mean nothing, to anyone. I know it is up to me to make a change. But how? I have no answers, worse still, I am not looking for any. I am doing what I have always done best when it comes to me, living in denial. I am going to Istanbul now with Orhan Pamuk. He writes well, he only just won the Nobel Prize for literature!

And Oh, almost forgot, happy birthday to me.


Anonymous said...

Though miles separate us your life has meaning to me. You're one of the few people I can turn to as though no time has passed at all and pick up where I left off. You're as rare as a red diamond! PR

The Girl said...

The answers are right in front of you. You will see them when you are ready. BvK xxx