Lately I’ve been recalling lots of old memories.
When I was a child, my teenage brother used to tell me that
every being must have an “I want to live without ---” goal as they live through
their life. He told me he wanted as best as possible to live without regrets.
I told him, with every childish certainty and confidence
that there will always be regret, either you will it or not. So I told him that
not having regrets will not be my goal but I shall choose my own regret. Since
his teenage intelligence insist that every human must have that goal, I
declared mine to be to live without debt.
He gave me a wow, and said that’s very practical for a
child. I beamed and was proud for the rest of the days. When I went to school
and teach this to my friends, it doesn’t matter what their goal is, I’ve had
the surety that mine was better.
Oh, I wish someone would tell me at that stage that life is
not a competition.
Seems like I do have lot of regrets now. If only I am dumb
enough to not see that these regrets were of my choosing. I cannot even grief
for them. I choose them and every fiber in my being will not let me go of the
knowledge.
Once, I met this sweet girl when I first started my
foundation. She was nice and sweet and book smart but yes, even I can tell that
she can easily be fooled. And she have a dozen times. I wanted to stop her, to
help her but no matter how many times I tried, she would rather believe the
people fooling her.
At that time, I was indifferent with Huninis and not yet mad
at Uranna. So I told her case to Uranna, hoping for some tips on how to help
her. Uranna have been someone I entrust with lots of things, except for Elle,
of course. So with his graying hair and serious face, the looks of someone who
has been touched by wisdom, he said, “Leave her be. You have tried. She is an
adult. She have to face the consequences of her actions. Including who she
decides to trust.”
I did exactly that. I brood nothing of the matter to her
anymore, and she come to me in distress about the very thing I warned, I just
listened and gave no opinion at all. I regret that decision.
She was a good person. She could be fooled by people with
intention but when someone is not trying to fool her, she could take the hints.
I wasn’t interested in helping her and she knew it. No sooner than a month, we
started to drift apart. Most of my friends now consider her as a really good
ally and trusted friend. Whenever we met though, it never seems to be
uncomfortable. I didn’t hate her, and I know she didn’t hate me. But ‘like’ is
off the table.
I guess part of me took the advice because I wanted to think that it was a wise
move to leave her be. Maybe she did finally realize her lesson or maybe she
didn’t. In any case, it reminded me of how bad of a friend I was. Over the
years I realize that friends don’t necessarily want to be helped, they just
wanted for someone to listen, even their bad decision. I used to only tell my
problems when I wanted help and I didn’t think that emotional distress is cured
by just having a listening ear. I wish her happy. Part of me wanted to be able
to share it, but a bigger part knew I didn’t earn the right to be.
As for my practical goal, at first it seems to be so well,
and then I started having one debt after another. I did however manage to pay
them off and then work to earn saving so that I don’t have to live with it
again but I guess what you declare is a challenge. And I have managed mine. I will
probably have to manage my debts every day of my life to make sure that I’m
content. Since I did not challenge to
live a life without regret, I guess I
simply have to live with them and however much I try to change my goal, I don’t
think that’s how it works.
Then again, I don’t always have to know how it works.
Somehow, typing that makes this sad note end a little
better. I shall live it and be fulfilled.
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