ya noe. i heard a stupid funni story recently. But unfortunately it was a funny how the sad part totally overwhelmed the funni part. and most of all it angered mi. ya c the story goes like this.
Once upon a tyme, there was a guy, a talented composer and pianist who was dedicated to his music, the only love of his life. Then one day, while he was crossing the road, a vehicle rushed outta nowhere and knocked him now. Whether by fortunate or sum miracle, he survived the ordeal. for most part his body was badly injured but everyting was intact and given tyme would heal. there was one ting though. HIS eyes.
when he awoke from his coma, he was hysterical upon findin out bout his eyes. no one was surprised. gradually he sank into depression. despite comforting from his close friends and companions, he was convinced that he had lost his life- he now lived as a man who lost his only love.
one day he was drinking himself silly and his friend spottin him, decided to go and comfort him.
Friend: stop drinkin this instant and go homr. do u have any idea how worried the others r bout u? pianist: hahahaha i lost my eyes! why the hell would i mind losing a few more friends?
IT was this moment his friend suddenly stood up and delivered a punch to his face.
Friend: would u take a look at urself? U deserved no pity. u tink tings round u are bad? u keep tinking ure the worst off? LET MI TELL U WAD. URE A FAR CRY FROM WAD THEM. not becos u lost less. BUt becos u chose to let urself lose the most important part of ur life. U FREAKIN LOST UR HOPE!
Pianist: Oh yeah! why dun u tell mi wad to do then?! wad makes u tink u can order mi round? am i supposed to go round beggin?
Friend: ill tell u wad! U DUN NEED AN ANSWER FROM MI! U alreadi haf the fuking answer! U JUST NEED TO STOP HIDING IN UR FUKIN SHELL AND FACE UP IT. u tink we havent done enough?! for the past few months everyones been worying sick bout u. we did everyting we could for u. Yet everytyme u said u would get back up, it neva lasted more than a few weeks. AND U STILL HAVE THE GUTS TO BLAME US? LET MI TELL U SUMTING. A MAN WHO PITIES HIMSELF DESERVES NO PITY. AT ALL. Much less a man who loses his sense to his grieve. URE NTH SHORT OF A FUKIN COWARD. a coward who dumps his problems on others.
Pianist: so wad if i am? i dun need u. i dun need ani1 else! I DUN NEED UR PITY!
he then runs off. It was at this moment, another vehicle rushed out. on his anger he had ran across the road without realising it. the tot of death flashed across his mind. it was then he realised. tat he was fortunate to be alive. no matter how unfortunate one life may seem, it was he who decides whether it was worth living for a not. he awaited his death. But it neva came.
It was then he heard.
Friend: u gonna get back up again. go be the person u wana be. im all behind u.
Little did he noe. his friend had shoved him aside and had been the victim of the accident. It was then he realised wad he had done. the consequences of his fukin actions had devastated not himself, but the pple round him the most. beocs of his cowardness. becos he had no balls to face up to his own prob, tat others would always be there to help him up when the tyme comes. But his probs cant be solved by any1 other than himself. even if it was unsolvable, the power to live life happily noeing this still lies with him. he had abused the concern others showed him. he had let down himself and his freinds. he had blamed them when they failed to solve HIS problems.
The moral behind the story. i believe needs no further elaboration. i have said wad i shld have. solve the probs u haf urself. u cant depend on others all the tyme. and u dun need an answer from others. even if an answer is given to u. u only take it into consideration. it still lies with u the choice whether to accept it or nt. and b4 u even start goin off and scoldin pple why thye dun give u a fuking answer. Use tat big smart brain of urs to tink whether u have tkaen their answers into considerations at all. wtfs the pt of givin an answer when u wun follow? when u go back to square 1 everytyme? Ur probs are urs. friends help u out. nt solve it for U. and b4 u start to devastate those round u. take a look into the mirror. u hardly c the saint.
