Basically, this is for me. I had been planning on creating a blog of my own for quite some time. Though to be honest I dont know as of now what it is that I plan to put up on this blog of mine..I will keep myself updated. :-)
I think i have become a shade paler. All that made me, me, seems to have lost a tinge. Dropped a note. Lost a symbol. Lost. My strengths there were aplenty. I felt I could touch the sky. I pushed my people to believe and fly. And then - my flight was stopped... All I did made no difference. I wasn't like the others they said. I didn't want to be like the others! I was me, why should I be the other? I wasn't like the others they said ... I lost my color, my drive. I stopped pushing my people to excel. I didn't want to be a role model who got it all wrong. They are looking for clones. But me - I'm looking for me... My colors have faded. My mind is uneasy. Was all this a lie? Will the truth not emerge? Will I find me and what my destiny is?
History buzzing past, making sounds like it never will in the future. Blue versus red; red all over. Red to black...only time will tell. Hours and months of hard work. Anxious wait. Silence. A pat on the back? Discreet cough. Walk the talk - day in, day out. In a language that is not mine. New tongue. New eyes. Same heart. Old values. But do values age too? New ideals. Just words. How do I find the bird that sings all through? Conviction. Concession. Confession No more belonging. Just a longing. To find the start of the path. To a new world. Confession.
The world has been talking about it. It has been broadcast and the story has made headlines all over the world. I'm referring to the performance by Susan Boyle on the show Britain's Got Talent. Her singing was extremely beautiful for sure and that is probably not the most appropriate degree that I'm using. However, what seems to be the real spice in the Susan Boyle story is that she is 47 years old and does not come near to meeting the acceptable standards of beauty in the world. And for some reason, these factors seem to be of more importance than her singing prowess. Why do we always think like this? Na...not think...judge like this. Just because she does not meet the generally-accepted standards of feminine beauty, is she not a woman? Is she not a human being? No, i'm not being moralistic here (if such a word exists) but i have always found it annoying when people make judgments just by looking at the way people dress or walk or talk. Agreed that physical appearance...
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