Today as i woke up, all crusty eyed, i realised something, i was late…. I had planned the night before to go earlier to participate in the staff activity, which was brisk walking. But i guess it wasn’t meant to be. As i ironed my clothes the clock struck at 7.20am. iwas supposed to reach work by 7:30am. There was no way i was going to make it today. Even the thought of taking a cab seemed repulsive. (they’re charging an arm and a leg these days to take a cab).
So i walked to the mrt station, the normal route, just today it seemed different, more calm, more serene. or mayb i was too dazed to care. I took my time to reach the station and when i did, all i could think off was hw tired i had become.
Along th way to the bus stop i spotted an old man sweeping the roadside. And i looked down to the dirt that he had accumulated. Among the litter and dust were some small stones that could have come from the gravel and hardened sand.
As i looked on, I almost wanted to shout out to him, the old man with beady eyes…..”You can’t sweep the Stones”
At the time i didn’t know if i was becoming insane or stupid, it seemed like a ridiculous statement, one that i could not for the life of me, figure out why it came to mind. But soon after it became clear.
My mind came up with an explaination. There’s a lot of dirt that you can sweep off, but there still remains some that you cant really remove with sweeping, like stones, big ones of course, small ones are ok. So to put that in perspective, i realised that its the some for life.
All the small mistakes u can always just whisk away, laugh it off, but then comes along the big stones, the big problems which stay put. Like a constant reminder of hw bad things can get and these are what engulf the life out of u slowly. Without warning and without care.
I wish i could sweep it away, how i wish…
But sadly there is no easy way, just to believe things will get better, but the stones…..
They never go away…….
