You see,growing up in a small town full of dysfunctional people,well at least not all,was nothing more than just a cold shower after a chilly day in Winter.It's more than the smoky vapor curling out of your skin after the tap water touched it at its vulnerable points.The poignant sensation it brought about created a feeling of despondency,nonchalance and uncertainty as opposed to a warm shower.As usual as in most days when a wide blanket of mundanity was apparent,picking up a child from school,going to the grocer to grab some ingredients for a gourmet dinner and a simple chatter along the roadside were a common spectacle to all its townmen.Nothing extraordinary some would say;we we're going around in a huge circle with twice the circumference of the Earth or Jupiter.A neverending journey by foot passing through the sea of equanimity then to the vast land of tumult.

I don't wan't to send the wrong impression by focusing primarily on his pleasant attributes.However,all I want to put a stress on to is the way he spoke like no one else in my entire life ever did.

Poignant.Endearing.

A memory blackout slipped.For a minute or two,I didn't know and wasn't aware,that silence conquered the nearness between us.It subtlely engulfed the swooshing sound of the wind,the petty gushing of water in a distance stream,the playful birds overhead,the lilliputan ants below and the right emotion I was expected to conspicuously convey.

Then I began to open my mouth again.

Sounding very uncertain I said,"Let's get over here and I don't wanna discuss about life's unpredictable quality."He turned to me halfway to grinning.What was on his mind,I had no idea.

Something inside me ordered that we should go back to the villa and my now staunched feet started to move.In no second,he followed.I was hoping that he'd trace my steps but he didn't.

His tears tasted like grains of salt on the beach.

In Relation to Changeling

As I was watching the movie Changeling for the second time tonight,I've readily identified three familiar points I can actually relate to which I obviously didn't happen to notice or take note of before.

The first one was the female protagonist's,Christine Collins(played by Academy Award-winner Angelina Jolie),ideology that,to some people,responsibility is the scariest thing,explaining to her son why she thinks his father has left them.I gave it a thought and can't agree more.That's the probable reason why teenage parents aren't capable of working out their relationship especially if an unwanted pregnancy takes place,why an employee is reluctant to accept a promotion that'll subsequently provide more works that he can't imagine handling too easily and why some marriages end up to separation due to marital naivety and accountability.That being a human nature underestimating one's self or disbelief to own ability,is usually normal in the beginning but as the day turn to night,we should gather our strength to make a step higher and take responsibility of our actions.

Next is the scene where a kid walking mindlessly on the street was picked up by a juvenile murderer/kidnapper after he convinced that the poor kid's parents were rushed to the hospital and asked him to pick him up.A glimpse of a distant memory popped out of my mind concerning how easily the kidnapper persuade the kid to believe him whatever he says.Something like that happened to me when I was in preschool.We were like at a health center in our town when a stranger approached me to tell me that she could give me a few coins to buy pieces of chalk in exchange of my ring made of gold.I instantly handed her my ring believing that pieces of chalk were more valuable than a gold ring at that time.What should I've done then when playing with other kids was my top priority?

Third one is when Christine lectured her son,Walter,that he should never start a fight but only finish it after he had a fight with his classmates.In my opinion,this sounds like a good mantra but doesn't apply to our postmo society anymore.What's happening today is who started the fight seems to have all the guts to wail and complain that he's the one who's abused and correct all along.They don't even have the balls to stand their ground and pass the blame to anyone.

I'd really like to emphasize my regret for having been unable to post here for quite some time.Forgive me if this is what an aspiring writer is all about.Chances doesn't just cooperate most of the time however I'd make it a point to at least try to post once every other day.God bless us.