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The Maiden
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La Vie En RoseBy Louis Armstrong  |
Wednesday, June 04, 2003
Longing makes things dear, but longing makes the heart pain. Who yearns the most, and who achieves the greatest?
I feel the heartache yet again, that intense pain scorching me, the sense of regret torturing my soul. There is too much I long for, yet too many things I am not meant to reach. Am I too greedy, too over-ruled by avarice, that I feel so utterly dejected these days? Is it wrong of me to pursue my life-long, albeit ambitious dream of attending medical school? Or is it too demanding that I long to love and be loved? What about for me to watch my family live happily ever after? There was a time when I upheld an absolute belief in my capabilites, the same period when I held regard for no one and no occasion. I never had the need to plead with anyone nor thought that anything was beyond my reach. But of course, it is an entirely different situation now. The innate stubborness still remains (or bovine nature as some call it), but the confidence has long diminished. Demands give way to subtle requests and mild desires. Instead of taking future achievements for granted, I've learnt to yearn and work more dilligently towards my goals. Of course the route is not smooth-sailing. I'm still not doing well for my GP, I'm not assured of my 4As for my A levels, I don't think I'm anywhere near getting him to bare me his heart. Of course, I have adequate reasons to abhor yearning. It has afterall caused me much pain and discomfort. Yet without it, I'm almost certain that I'll never treasure anything I own. Yearning does make the heart fond. And the fact that I can't work magic makes life more dear. The tenacity I've picked up these couple of years is probably one of the most valuable gifts I've received. After all, success is sweet only after one has toiled for it. Longing, and the struggle that entails creates reality. To yearn and desire, that is what epitomises life. Romance life, dream well, fight unrelentingly. Achieve the greatest. The maiden spoke at 8:00 PM
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