Yesterday’s dinner…
.. Was estranged from a buddy and hadn’t been talking for some time.For past few months we however started to see each other again… Probably due to manipulations of mutual fren who wanted see us talk and sort things out, bless her soul.
She use to say “all I wanna do is go out and be happy happy, I can’t stand it if this one masam and that one masam too… Howlar to enjoy??” The smart vixen knew that I’m a softie, I very easily forget grudges and am the chin-chaiest person there is.
She somehow foresaw all of us getting blitzedly drunk, pouring our souls out and end up crying and forgiving each other amidst hugging. Watches too many movies methinks…
All this patch up catalysed yesterday when me and bud had dinner.. After initial small talk we got to talk abt what that drove us apart. And I knew I had to say the words otherwise it would all juzt be a farce. Even though she somehow sensed it in me, it was smtg tat had to be said.
Saying sorry is so easy to do. The tough is knowing wat u saying sorry for, really meaning it and not make a mockery of it. Its not time for hangups about losing face or what you THINK is going against you in life. Otherwise…. just dont bother….apology gets thrown back in your face and deservingly so.
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And some words abt discrimination. I of all people know the meaning of that word and being the sometimes anal person that I am decided to be all politically correct about the whole thing. Why just talk abt physical attributes?
My definition started to coverthe whole spectrum of the human race, not just colour of skin and beliefs, but also lifestyles, the way people live and so on and so forth.
Discrimination in its purest form is being conscious abd aware that someone and something is different. Its not all bad and mostly its been ingrained in us by how we were brought up and the surroundings we are in.
I dun encourage cliques. Its nice to be among familiar faces and in the company of warm camraderie.. I enjoy talking cock with friends, but sometimes also I realise that to the person on the outside..they hesitate joining in for fear of being left out… U know the feeling? Being among people, but not quite there yet.. This is just theory of course… But I have been in same situations before and nobody’s perfect.
So back to discrimination and how I saw it. After being anal abt the whole thing I just got tired of keeping track of the whole correct thing to do and say. Sometimes differences are meant to be celebrated.. For example when my friends slag off the ozs and they good humoredly slag back (welsh are best at this) and so I thought, “screw this, this is too tiring!!”
So nowadys I do the lazy thing of treating all the same as much as I can and trying not to look too stunned if they hv shocking lifestyles and beliefs. To each, his or her own and in celebration of that.
