LOST WORLDS

On a recent conversation with the one person who inspired in me the crave for writing; I was rather bemused at the void on her pages. Simply, she does not write any more. In a generation that is inundated with neology, her scribbles have lost the articulation of the post modern era. Also, being some one whose literary worth I respect, I find this revelation sad; a sad loss of sorts. My chit chat also revealed that she was unaware of the impressions her compositions had on me.


Indeed, walls have ears and there is an eye watching us every time. What people do with what they learn from others is entirely up to them but if only we know what impact we have on others, our lives would be more carefully expressed. Ok, this may infer that we loose some spontaneity but we would dot some of those the “I”s and cross the “T”s we so often take for granted. Some one has said that the things we do in unguided moments are the reflection of who we truly are. We really don’t look like what we saw of ourselves on the mirror because when we are in the front of a mirror we ever so often contort our looks and smiles to match what we would prefer to look like.

Back to the conversation with my sister, she is just busy with life has it is now but hopes that someday, she will pick up her pen from where it has been laid inactive. Isn’t this so true about all of us young people? We build up dreams and express much potential while growing up but then as the realities of life confront us; we take life as it comes as long as it represents positivity and progress. Much I wanted to write; it was not until I had attained some job stability and my life on a predictable track that I set up an organised forum to express my thoughts.

Sometimes, I wonder at what point we let the available become the preferable. The world systems tell us there are options for everything and a “Plan B” infers that we are thoroughly bred. As if to say success is never guaranteed and alternatives always come handy. Is there really an alternative to our lives? Is the achievement of our dreams of more value than the joy of what we have done with life’s opportunities? Is potential unidirectional? The questions are unending. In the pursuit of life, meaning or relevance; we should enjoy all the pursuit entails and make sure we find joy in all our endeavours. The Holy Scripture says “blessed is the man who does not condemn himself in what he allows”. This will mean living with peace within oneself; a manner that we can all live by.