I have always wondered if an apple tree can bear oranges as fruits... maybe but I really don’t think so! No matter how much effort we put in thinking through about it... you can never see oranges in an apple tree.I have often wondered why sometimes it feels that I am different from my friends... they say that friends are your brothers and sisters in your past life. There’s also this thing that friends are your soul brothers/sisters, if this is true then how come, sometimes I feel really different from my friends.
when I was younger, i have always wondered why mom was a little densed... why sometimes, it seems that she couldn't care less... why when I was younger she never takes sides when my aunts are in a fight... i couldn't seem to decipher why she acts like as if she's not affected at all when in fact we are directly affected... or at that time, i thought we are affected... affected in a sense that we can't be with our cousins in one place since their moms are not in good terms...
Back then, I can't seem to figure how can she be like that when other times she can be so caring and loving and even helpful... but now that I've come with age... it made perfect sense!
when I look at my mother now, i see a spitting image of me... not that we have the same features but I see a lot more of my self in her than in my father... I can see in her how I am towards things... how I react on things and how I act on things... not of course in every bits and pieces but more likely we are kinda the same.
people may perceive me as a snob, not-a-care-in-the-world kinda guy, but with friends who really knows me.. they would say differently, or so i thought... hehehe
when I look back to how I was so confused and dumbfounded when I was younger... it makes me smile... because back then as much as I was bedazzled, I am as certain now more than ever that it made perfect sense...
you don't have to take sides to show you care... you just have to let them know you do...
now if ever you see an apple tree with triangular or rectangular fruits... don't be confused, whatever the shape its fruits will be... it will always be apples....
Back then, I can't seem to figure how can she be like that when other times she can be so caring and loving and even helpful... but now that I've come with age... it made perfect sense!
when I look at my mother now, i see a spitting image of me... not that we have the same features but I see a lot more of my self in her than in my father... I can see in her how I am towards things... how I react on things and how I act on things... not of course in every bits and pieces but more likely we are kinda the same.
people may perceive me as a snob, not-a-care-in-the-world kinda guy, but with friends who really knows me.. they would say differently, or so i thought... hehehe
when I look back to how I was so confused and dumbfounded when I was younger... it makes me smile... because back then as much as I was bedazzled, I am as certain now more than ever that it made perfect sense...
you don't have to take sides to show you care... you just have to let them know you do...
now if ever you see an apple tree with triangular or rectangular fruits... don't be confused, whatever the shape its fruits will be... it will always be apples....
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