It seems rather odd, that people grow so much, and at such great speed that when I stop at one point of my life and take a glance back, it feels like I was still 5 years old, begging my grand-dad for an ice-cream when he took me for a brief walk along a nearby supermarket. Time has passed, and many things changed. The supermarket, previously Upwell at Jalan Song Thian Cheok was closed down, I am no longer five years old, I have finished uni, and my beloved Grand-dad has moved on to a much better place. We inevitably grow old.. and it is how nature intends us to be, but somehow, I believe our hearts do not quite catch up to the ageing rate in the physical sense.
Products available in the market to treat, or rather artificially and superficially slow down the ageing process in the appearance/cosmetic level have always earned a secure place in the consumer's heart. More than ofteh, people are willing to give anything to look even just a few years younger, or even sadder, just to think and "believe" that they do look that way when none of the alternatives actually bear any results. I guess it is just common survival instinct that lurks inside our very conscious existence, and the outer beauty and appearance have become something to be idolized and prioritized by mainly everyone, some in louder ways than other, and some, very secretly. Age degrades beauty.
My views, can never be any more dissimilar than what I have just described. At the end of the day, we do have plenty of those moments when we wish our time during the younger days could last a little longer. Childhood, yes, those innocent and care-free days. Anyone would give anything to relive them again (provided non-dramatic and traumatized one). Too bad, time does not travel backwards.
I bought myself 2 new books.
I know some of you will probably laugh your heart out when you saw the title of the books.
Yeah, it has got something to do with feeling young again....
No, it is not the Dummy's guide on fighting ageing... nothing of that sort..
and.. Tom Sawyer
Both books written by Mark Twain, long, long time ago, in a place far far away from anywhere I have ever been to.
Right... take a pause and laugh all you want now and when you are done you can kindly resume reading.
So what do these books have anything to do with making myself young again? Yeah, you guys would have known that those books are classics, written in the jurassic era, when people still live on trees and fly around the neighbourhood on UFOs. How can books as old as that be any use in the part of making anyone young again?
I believe, to make yourself feel young again, first of, it begins within you. You grow old, or young, it all comes from inside. You will never realise the power of your inner mind/thoughts until you really put it to test.
The books basically describes in fine details about the lives of two very young boys. Tom Sawyer and Huck Finn, both have crossed each others paths in many occasions. I am already halfway through Tom Sawyer, and I cannot help it but feel myself being filled with so much excitement and joy that I have not felt since my childhood days. All the thoughts and emotions that run through their minds, I have most certainly thought and felt them before at one or more encounters in my childhood. The book itself is a clear reflection of what boys are, and what they think of, and capable of doing in the younger days, and this generally applies to everyone. It is scarily interesting that though the books were written ages ago, it can still mirror who I was, and the things that went through my mind !! Not a century can change a nature of a child I suppose, the core that makes a boy a boy survives modernization.
You know, back in my secondary years, my batch was the first SPM year to have English Literarure being introduced into the education system. The novel chosen for our literature studies was The Jungle of Hope, written by someone I would never give a damn about. The book sucked so bad, that after reading less than 50 pages I just chucked it aside and never touched it again. Yes, it was that horrible, why? 1) It was originally written in Malay Language, trannslated into English. Tell me, how can we actually learn anything from a translated work?? 2) Well, the story sucks. 3) Everything about the book sucks !! Yeah, I said that to my English teachers too, and I believe they do agree that the book was not probably the best choice for a Form 5 literature studies. Anyway, I hated literature, never really was my favourite.
I cannot help thinking but thinking what if the books chosen for form 5 literature was Tom Sawyer instead? English Literature would have been my favourite subject of all time !!
It is really refreshing to have something so old as a reading material, yet making myself feeling so young again. When I read those books, I pretend that I am Tom Sawyer, or Huck Finn, and imagining myself acting their stories out as if I am really living it. Oh what a fun way to escape this cruel reality, just the thing I need right now. While I am reading the book, while I am being Tom Sawyer, I feel that I can be.....
Forever Young !!!