August 15, 2012

  • In the telephone, I told Ken:

    "You know sometimes I really hated you. It's like awakening from a bad dream, a nightmare, I could really feel that my conscious mind started only from F.5. Before that I was acting and living, but always felt that my actions are out of impetuosity and fear. If we have not met, if I have not joined in the debate teams, perhaps less damage could be done to both people around me and myself."

    "I know, you talked about it before." He said.

    "And you remember how I asked you, when your father passed away, after a few months or so, that was your mother a bit better, you remember how you answered?"

    "Yes"

    "You said that being said, time actually does not wash away any memories, it makes you realise how important things are around you, that other things fade away, the thing that you treasure the most become increasingly clear."

    "I did"

    "And now that I feel, although I was not conscious at that time, always felt some vigorous emotions manipulating myself instead of I know what I am doing, I am still very grateful to them. Sometimes I think back, all the people who were kind and considerate to me, I am thankful. Like waking up from a bad dream, now things are clear."