Sunday, 23 March 2008
struck by current change
Change. A word that refers to an alteration. However, often the word is interpreted as making a difference, in other words to abolish what is there in order to create something new. Therefore, when a person says I choose to make a change. Does it mean I want to alter the structure in order to build a mansion but still cherish the history or does it mean I want to abolish what was, what it portrays and rewrite history my own way? Is it possible to change without making an alteration or a difference? With this, the answer is not for me to say but change speaks for itself. What we all seek is the result of that change. As humans, change is not always greeted with a big hug. We all agree to disagree, we all deny the facts and we all avoid facing the truth. Whether it is a life change, status change or even sex change, changes take place with a blink of an eye. What takes a life time is the acceptance of a change. The term dyke was first printed in the year 1920’s where as the term gay was used in 1929 to imply homosexuality and the first country to introduce marriage of the same sex was Netherlands in the year 2001. With in approximately 80 years, changes took place but until today, almost 100 years later, the acceptance is still very misty. Like wise, in the early years, women were merely objects that wore corsets and fancy dresses where their obligation was their duty as a daughter, wife and mother not as an individual. Society today says women and men should be treated equally. Even the law today is altered in a way that women are protected from being discriminated in every aspect of life. However, the question is how many men can accept being dominated by a woman? Though the words may not be spoken but every man desires a wife who stays at home and gives up her job once they get married. Many may object to this statement but it is a fact of life. How many couples do you know that the person wearing the pants is the wife? No matter what the change is, its all about how change has affected you and where you place yourself within that change. The decision of making a change may not be easy but we all have to take that step. As for me, I decided to leave home. With simple words, many have cried with me but somehow there was a reason to smile, laugh and even just stare at each other in the eyes. For a moment I actually felt that my life was in perfect order. Everything I ever wanted was there for me and surprisingly I felt comfortable. I often question myself, why did Leonardo Da Vinci paint Mona Lisa and why do people find the painting so fascinating? Is it because he finds her beautiful or is it because he was paid to do so? As I look deep into the art, I realize that Mona Lisa portrays many of us. With eyes that symbolizes a combination of both fear and sadness, a smile that somehow found its way into the picture and hands that rest so comfortably, Mona Lisa has now inspired me in so many ways. How she managed to gather these four senses I may not know, what lies beyond the smile, I can’t say but if she can smile so can I. For now, everything has come as a shock to me, including the weather. However, I am currently searching for myself within these changes, seeking for the sense of belonging.
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5 comments:
BABY!!! I MISS YOU!!!
I tried messaging you a few times but somehow I didnt get any reply =____=..
Did you receive any of my messages TT____TT??
How're you doing there?
i didnt get any msg from u. is there a +44 in the number?
so far so good. still on the job hunt but slowly things are settling down. how are u?
It's been so long since I last met you. Good to hear that everything's fine. You studying UOL external also right? How's studying and working going on? Life in Penang is pretty much the same. Just wanna say that you're always you, even the way you blog! *Smiles
i'm not doing UOL.i am just working. waiting for some feedback from my applications. just taking it step by step.anyway, its good to hear from u.
just drop by to say hi :)
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