LEARNING THINGS


Just the other day, I was lying on my bed, angel-spreaded. I was a little tired, but not to the extent of exhaustion. It just feels so nice and cozy to just simply lay in the warm comforts of my springy bed and defy something great and phenomenal called gravity. I laid on my back, looking up straight to the ceiling.

I was thinking of nothing in particular. Just taking a rest, while the face of the Earth continues its activities. Accompanying me was the constant tick-tock-tick-tock of my bedroom clock.



And I realized that, in the past 5 years since my family has moved here to this new apartment, never once had I changed the batteries in the clock.

No, not that I own some magical clock. Neither does that it operates by solar power.




My parents must have been changing the batteries for me. Climbing onto a chair. Taking down the clock. Changing its batteries. And finally putting it back.

Even though nowadays, I've adopted the habit of checking for time on my watch or mobile phone; rather than the clock. I seldom even look at the clock, as it tends to be neither very accurate nor reliable - especially at times when it's running low in battery energy. Thus, when the batteries run out of energy, I hardly bother to purchase a new pair and get the clock up and running again. But I deliberated against taking that useless clock down, because its frame is simple and uncomplicated. With its silver-plated frame, the clock - as a whole - looks sophisticated and elegant and thus, it adds a touch of class to my room.

But neither of my parents know how useless that looks-good-but-not-so-good-to-use clock is. They just change the batteries for me accordingly. Faithfully. Dutifully. Silently. And the clock resumes its usual tick-tocking once again.




Sometimes, we don't have to look too far just to find love. Love is all around.
So often, if only people would slow down their hectic pace of life in exchange for a moment of solitude, we'll discover and learn so much more things in the latter.
Instead of dwelling in self-pity or focusing our eyes on what we don't have in life or working our ass off just to lay our hands on the latest IT gadget, we'll realized that love is - more often than not - just right under our nose.
And at the end of the day, this is all that truly matters. It is the one and only thing that really matters.



Because, in life, love is one of the most ultimate and important things.

And because, in this race of life, love ultimately prevails and wins over everything.