Thursday, October 22, 2009

25 Years

25 years ago, I was just a little infant who just came out of a womb. My mother gave me my very life; I took my first breath and cried, and that's when the journey had began. A journey of a life that lives in the world of wonder, so many adventures and obstacles.

From an infant to a little kid who was trying to take a first leap of faith; learn to walk. That was the hardest thing any one of us could ever encounter, yet that was the very beginning of everything in life. That meant a lot, not just physically, but both mentally and spiritually in value. Something so simple, learning to walk a first step, can mean so much and yet it is something that we could hardly remember, as no one does remember their very own first step but it is only to be told as witnessed. My parents were happy to witness my first step as a child; a first step towards life, a step onto the world, and a first step into life.

Indeed, that was the beginning of everything; from walking to running, then from running to sprinting, and from sprinting to jumping. Amazingly, human nature can take its own course of nature to progress gradually and naturally. Yet, we learn to read and see things for ourselves; able to reason and differentiate the good and bad for us as taught to be. But not all were that way, yet I was lucky and blessed to be raised in a good manner in good faith and dignity.

Growing up as a kid; I was playful, kept many options to myself in all things that I could try. I had never stopped exploring, and most of all I had never stopped having fun according to my father. And according to my mum, I had never stopped eating too because I love foods. So perhaps, that was a very wonderful childhood of mine as being happy and active were the way to live for me. Yet, at that age I couldn't see the future but just to live as I wanted to be.

I remember, when my father first took me to the swimming pool when I was only 7...and that's when it all started, the passion for swimming. It felt good to play in the water, I loved it and I just wanted to stay in the water for as long as I could. That's how it is in human nature, we just love to do things that make us feel good or satisfied. So then, I took up swimming lesson and it became a sport to be a swimmer. But I was never too serious in swimming because as a kid I was still having fun a lot and never stop trying and venturing into other sports. And, I never questioned myself why I should stay to one sport instead of keep trying others. My father used to question and lecture me a lot regarding that, as he wanted me to focus well in swimming. But I just couldn't keep that virtue, as the urge to try new things in life was so strong that I couldn't resist...so, I have never bothered to stop trying over and over and over again, till these very days!

People always say how one person can be such a daydreamer in life that they do not live in reality. Yet, to me dreaming is a key to a start of something new; something that would carry you forward, or a step ahead into a new era. Dream enables you to see things that others do not see, dream tells you tales that others do not know off, and dream shows you the nonexistence into the existence. Then again, many people are tended to be blinded by reality because of the fact that there is a need to survive in this world. Survive? Survive as simple as it is, is just a word to describe what a human has to do to live in this world; in terms of the environment and the community or society they are in. Yet, that defines how carried away we can be when we are attracted to what is more important then ourselves, our very own life.

Some people find lives through what they do, some find it through what they can do, and some find it through how they can do. Perhaps, most individuals have their very own definition of this in their very own life. While here I am, I have my own as I have lived to tell a tale of my very own journey. I was once a dreamer; always dream of being somebody some day, always dream of achieving something some day, and always dream of getting somewhere or something some day. And however, those dreams were no longer fictional dreams when they have already become a reality in my life as I am the living dream, doing what I want and achieving what I want, living it the best I can to be what I want and whatever it takes all that can to catch a dream of my own; and that's my life, the dreamer of a living dream.

Living a dream was just a dream comes true, it is a reality to live as everything starts with nothing and become something. Believe it or not, spaces exist among us all and yet we do not intend to see it. When dream comes true, life gets interesting and it also progresses to the next level. As we grow older, we start to realize the importance of love; love of a soul, caring, partnership, passion and romance. Then, we started to become a soul searcher at some age and got deeply madly in love for the first time.

Being in love for the first time would be an unforgettable adventure for most of us; sadly, some people do end their lives for their first adventure, however I had mine with fun. From falling in love to falling out of love, from joy to pain, and from smile to tears; as dramatic as it could be, love comes in all forms of life. Yet, love is only a feeling of affection that surrounds every one of us. I am truly grateful for the love I have from my family and friends, and of course for the ones that I love and that I adore in my heart is highly appreciated too. And somehow, I just realized how much love I have around me and I am just never short of love in this world, especially the love of God to mankind himself.

For now, being the 25 and I only get to be 25 once, while looking back the past 25 years I am truly grateful for who I am today. Life today is just so wonderful as there were from the past as well. Today, I asked my mother "Mum, how was it like 25 years ago when I was born?" and she would never hesitate to recall the story over and over again. Today is the 25th time she told, as it is a story to be told once a year; a story of my birth. I love my mother, her love has given me so much in the past till presence. And to her having the first child was something truly wonderful 25 years ago; and to look at me now, I'm all grown up from a little infant 25 years ago. I was once relying on her and my father to teach me how to walk, now that I am on my own feet it is just so independent that I'm set freely in this world to live my life.

I love my life, as I love who I am for what I have become. Life has been a dream comes true in me, and life has been wonderful in me. 25 years of adventure and I'm still going, never stop living the passion that I have and never stop being the me that I have always been. Most of all, I have not stopped achieving what I wanna do in my life. 25 is only a number, what ahead is a greater future and everything is just gonna get better and better. Life comes in challenges remember, but I'm only human enough to do this because obstacles never fail for success, and to succeed is to learn from failure, and to learn from failure is to never give up. All that takes is just a little faith; a little faith that carries you through time. Time tells it all, all there is in life.

25 years of Jack; and here I am living the me that I am. Thank you all for the birthday wishes, I am truly grateful and pleased with your heart of warmth. May you be blessed in life and do whatever you do for the best that can be in your life...God Bless!

by Jack Ho

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