Scar and chance

It's a good thing not everyone has scars. Scars are a reminder of the long road you've travelled, they are somewhat like tattoos just not decided by you but the road you chose. They could be an adventure that backfired or just the plain stupidity of a plan. In my case it has been about going on a motorbike, which I couldn’t ride, or finding myself in intensive relationships, which I couldn't handle! Still worth it!

And then there are the scars that no one can really see; they are generally caused by the disappointment that others left you with. Mahavir preached 'Accept, don't expect', what he forgot to mention is that it is a part of being human to expect every now and then, when those expectations hit the lowest ground, it leaves a scar. Some deep, some shallow and some that leave no mark at all.

I often find myself wandering and tripping on my scars. The feeling of being hurt is often conquered by the feeling of achievement and that I was strong enough to withstand the change in tide.

It must be a damn boring life, not have taken chances or bear those scars, and yet I think if they could have been avoided? The conflicting thought is knowing that life is an ongoing mad adventure that keeps getting better and wilder and I can just hope it never stops.

Taking the chance, flying on your own turf is more exciting than living the life of a stone or a tree. If man was meant to be rooted on one ground and live there happily ever after, then man would be a tree or a stone at least stones can be thrown around ;)

As I prepare to take off for a trade fair, I think about how it was a chance, a right question and the right will to make business out of a pleasure trip!

Take the chance, take it today, the pay-offs are better than the road left behind. If you scar, enjoy it and let it remind you of how strong you really are!

Waiting on the internet!

After waiting on Ikea to get my furniture and then waiting for O2 to provide me with an internet connection, I can write a whole book on waiting. I'm just glad to be back in the world of surfers and what seems to become the real world: The virtual reality.

Have you noticed sitting in the train that no one really talks to each other anymore except the really really old people out there? Everyone is so hooked to their smart phones, it almost makes you feel like an outcast!I felt pretty odd having a good laugh with a friend on the train, everyone looked at us as though we were alien apes from another planet.  I can also tell you about a recent trip I had to a small village, where I found myself having such a good time, no there was no internet just data packets (:P)! Fine give me that, I'm not that old! I walked with my 60's companion in to the woods, got lost, had no network and guess what, we could still find our way out, apparently she could track the tractor tracks! I was pretty amazed. Also it seems, she didn't really need the "Accuweather" App because she almost always knew when it was going to rain by smelling something in the air, which thankfully our Apps are not equipped with! I could also enjoy the red wine, the food, the music and of course her company minus my cell going brr...brr..

I wonder if we all are just hooked on to our cell phones to look busy? I know we smokers smoke to look busy and of course killing the boredom of waiting and waiting... but I guess we're all so lonely that we almost need our gizmos like cocaine for an addict. The lonelier you are, the more you see online vomits. Well whatever it is, it is definitely a catching phenomenon. I'm not sure which side I'm on?Hmm..

I'm just so glad to finally have my internet connection and just connect my ipod, get new music, check out on books, movie, events and book my tickets and get out of here every once in a while! Amen to the internet!