Whose genius idea was it to post everyday? I’m feeling it man. I’m so feeling it. I’m feeling the little red man on my shoulder telling me, “Don’t blog my young padawan, come to the dark side, search your feelings, you know them to be true,”

If I were to waffle, I think I can waffle a lot. I’ll waffle so much that pancakes ain’t have nothing on me. The Pancake House will try to sue me but they will go bankrupt because my waffle is more waffle than their pancakes can handle. I do hope you understand what I mean by waffling because it would be awkward if you didn’t. Don’t ‘urban dictionary’ it though. I ‘urban dictionaried’ my name once and it was a weird one. One of the things written was that ‘He has mesmerising eyes that literally take the breath right out of your lungs when you look into them.’ I mean, I don’t have an ego big enough to tell you that it is true. Make of it what you will. Maybe you should do it for your name and see what comes out.

In all honesty though, I did have a piece that I was going to write about. It’s about Ed Sheeran since his new album, ‘Divide’ came out today. Did you know that all his albums were named after math symbols and that his album colours are monochromatic? You have the orange +, the green x and now the blue /.

I think I’ll do Mr Sheeran some injustice if I posted that today. So, I’ll leave that for tomorrow and hopefully, I’ll get some fresh perspectives then. I’m listening to his album now, and I can safely say, it is indeed one of his best works.

On an ending note, I do need to seriously rethink about posting everyday though. As much as I would like to be committed to something, I think it’s more important to take pride in all that you do even if it’s for yourself. The key here is about finding a balance between being diligent but at the same time, be honest, sincere and raw about it.

In the meantime, have a good day wherever you are. Take care and I’ll talk to you tomorrow.

From ashes we came and to ashes we return

Hey everyone, today is Ash Wednesday and no, I’m not talking about cricket Ashes though I am intrigued as to why the board of higher ups in the ‘cricket authority of naming things’ decided to call it the Ashes. If you’re not a cricket fan, you probably have no idea what I am talking about and you’re losing interest right, about now.

I can’t say I blame you but anyway, I have decided to write something everyday for the entire season of lent, which is basically the whole 40 days (excluding all Sundays) in leading up to Easter. Common responses include, “Come on, you can’t even write every month, there’s no way you’re doing this everyday.” or “Really?” which are quite legitimate concerns. I guess we will see where this takes us.

It’s not going to be as long as my regular posts or have the usual standard of ‘quality’. Ha! I say that as though quality is an actual thing associated with my writing. It’s as if I have an entire quality checking department sharpening their keyboards (can you sharpen a keyboard?) in my basement to make sure my writings are super consistent. I guess what am I trying to say is I usually spend more than an hour on my posts. When you’re writing everyday, I don’t think I can afford to do that. These ones will have a lot more waffling.

I’m three paragraphs in and I’m already off tangent so much that I could fit another circle between my circle and line. On that note, let’s segue into what today means for all of us.

Actually, I wouldn’t exactly know what today means for all of us. Perhaps, you do for yourself and I do, for me. “All go to one place; all are from the dust, and all turn to dust again” is quite a remarkable verse. If you think about how we came to exist, that is a perplexing question, ain’t it? If you think about how we went from existence back to nothing, that is also perplexing in itself.

All of us have those questions within us. It is possible that we choose to push that aside for now and imagine the existence of the human body coupled with the soul as simple as an apple falling down from a tree but even then, gravity itself is a conundrum. We may know that A leads to B but questions answered by science and logic will in itself lead to even more questions. Where does it end?

I had this conversation with my colleague the other day. I forgotten how we got to this point but I remembered telling him this: We live in a time where technology is ever so prevalent. Our phones can’t even be called phones anymore because it does so many functions at once that is should be called the hashtagwhyidosomanythingsbut-havesuchadumbname device. Our styles of fashion has changed. We don’t even dress like how we used to in the 2000s or 90s. We departed from the awesome 80s era. Our car designs have changed. Music has changed. Since how ever many thousand years ago, every era has an intrinsic style. We’ve gone from Jesus sandals to Yeezy shoes. At each point in our life, we always know that we are moving forward. In fact, by just taking a look at our surroundings, we know that time has indeed passed. We take a look at our own shoes and even they have worn out from when we first bought them.

The very thing that reminds us of the progress of our time also does the same to remind us of our finite time on earth. Technology moves forward but we ourselves move towards our end and back to ashes. It isn’t as depressing as it sounds. The short span of our life is exactly the reason why we take chances and embark on a journey of risks.

I guess that’s food for thought. We move along to the hustle and bustle of the streams of the crowd but at the end the day, how is this all relevant to me? Today, as my priest puts it, “calls for a refocus in direction.” What is our purpose in life? Why are we working? Why are we students? Why are we humans? Why do you believe in what you believe in? Why are you a Christian?

Where are you going in life?

That’s it from me. I’ll be back tomorrow and hopefully we can dissect this a bit more. Have a good one!