Frustrated from Enthusiasm

There is a paradox that I am daily living. Usually, a teacher should be happy to see that his students or most/some of his pupils are enthusiastic and have the eagerness to go on and learn. But such feelings are not hitting me. I try hard to be happy for their own will of learning, but it is a hard smile that one that is drawn with artifice. I just picture them ten years later, with many disappointments, lots of hardships, loads of mishaps, and tons of desperation. It is not out of a certain lunatic unreasonable infatuation in melancholism, but rather a systematic and objective reading of their future.

They say "Man is nature". I correct and say "Man is Environment". And to my bewilderment, I kept demanding to discover what is really messed up with their milieu. It is a thorny road, easier said than done.

Their own upbringing is void, filled with confusion, disorder, and most of all noise. What can one expect of such a setting?! The rise of Man and his own fall doesn't flicker from a single item. It is a unity of many factors, grouped together to create a dilemma, leading into a traumatic predicament. Thus, seeing them there, sitting with opened big eyes, raising hands, fighting to answer a question, hoist something eerie within me!

Am I being overreacting? Or is it a strange premonition?

From Frederick to Alicia

I have ran a Character Quiz to discover the suitable Enid Blyton's series for me.

I was expecting to be caught as a Five Find Outer's maniac ... or The Famous Five ... or even The Secret Seven ... But the result stunned me, although most of what the analysis described IS TRUE about me.

So which Enid Blyton Character am I?

It wrote:

Congratulations! The results are clear:
You are ALICIA JOHNS of the Malory Towers series. Bright and quick-witted, things come to you easily and you enjoy life to the full. You are brimming over with enthusiasm and ideas and you have a daredevil streak, which makes life fun for those around you. You don't always work as hard as you could but you still manage to achieve good results, and an element of competition will always spur you on to do your best. Impatience is your downfall — you are so quick yourself that you easily become irritated with those who are slower. Try to bite your tongue and give people more of a chance!

I have always lined my character with Frederick Algernon Trottoville, my both infatuation and passion ;-) ... Could I have been mistaken?? Could Alicia be the real Character Synonym to mine?!!

The issue deserves a Test!

~ Of Trifle Things and Polices of Life ~

I have been extremely occupied lately that I did not notice what I am missing. It happens to me much often to focus loosely upon one person or one subject or one object and neglect all the others.

An observation with some scrutiny to the matter, turned out that I am a very selective man. I hop round things like a grasshopper may do.

I do not like to keep the noisy company.

I try as I can to avoid negative people.

I deliberately choose the laughter not the tear.

I strive to draw the smile upon misery's visage.

I like the Art of Change, and wish to excel in it.

But,............

Er........... just if there is no BUT in life ... such a joy stinger ...

But, no matter what one does, there is always the trigger that holds you back.

Surely, it is not going to be a propelling fist ... but rather a minor obstacle that without it, life may become too trifle!

Right In The Mood

The greatness of love is that it forms a new realm for the lovers, circulating them with abundance of happiness and merriment.

The greatness of love is that it creates a new vision in the eyes of the lovers, opening new horizons to grasp life with all of its own diversity.

And my recent life is witnessing the most wonderful LOVE that a man can desire or wish. The thanks goes right to my partner who is trying to enrich my existence with extreme hues of passion.

But what led me today to stop and write ... was not the fact that I am in love, nor that I am passing through a wonderful experience ... In fact, what stopped me was a simple question asked by a taxi driver, who, while driving his car, gave me a peripheral look and murkily asked me whether I was happy or not? The answer was there.. on the tip of my tongue.. similar to millions that I am daily having contact with.. but I didn't utter the words.. the words that he was awaiting.. instead, I smiled and softly shook my head, saying that I am flying in my own world of happiness, and the image of my partner filling my mind, and the memories that we managed to create together became vivid in my insight.

The problem in humans is that they do not appreciate the graces that they are passing through. It is their duty to express the most forms of gratitude and decorum. One has just to be right in the mood.