十年

 

I thought I wouldn’t be blogging anymore, but today I finish reading a book that really makes me feel like writing a post.

“Poetry of the day after”

I love to read occasionally :) And for Chinese books, my favourites are those written in traditional Chinese, read vertically instead of horizontally and of course romance :) After watching You are the apple of my Eye by Giddens, I seem to have a proper author that I can read from. Giddens is not a romance writer but an all rounded writer. Even though I have only read 3 of his books, I find 2 really nice. The first was 等一个人，咖啡. Sweet sweet love. Period. It made me feel like working in some cafe and wait for a my ‘prince charming’ to come.

The picture was the 3rd book I read from Giddens. I am not sure what genre is it actually.后青春期的诗. Mayday fans should know they have an album named after this book. Or was it the other way round? No idea. Anyways, like Mayday’s song, this book talks about life…

In the book, the author was 30 year old and remembered 12 years ago, he and a group of friends buried a bottle at the backyard of their school. Each member wrote 3 wishes and made a pact to return 10 years later. It was then forgotten by all until one day all came back together for a wedding of their friend. The group then went to dig out the bottle and read out their 3 wishes and see who fulfilled them. Out of the 5, only one realized his dream.  The other changed and some changed so much that there wasn’t even a tinge of their dreams 12 years ago to be seen. A basketball player who dreamt to be in NBA ended up being a blue collar worker. A man who dreamt to own a luxurious car ended up driving a toyota that almost died driving 5 adults. The group then agreed to help each other realised their dreams and find their 18 years old back and went on a journey back into the crazy days of their past.

I wonder what was my dream 10 years ago. When I was 10, what was I thinking back then? What were my ambitions? I don’t remember dreaming to become a teacher, doctor, lawyer or anything along that line. It was just an excuse when our teachers told us to write our ambition. The truth was, no. I had no ambition. I bet nothing of this sort went through my mind when I was only primary 4.

BUT NOW. I am 21. With half my body out in the horrible reality of society and another half struggling to get a cert that is so that important for a bowl of rice and life. I have of course matured as compared to10 years ago, I have dreams and goals as compared to 10 years ago. Burying a time capsule in Singapore for 10 years is not feasible at all and it will sure be gone after 10 years or maybe lying somewhere below a HDB block. So now, I would like to write a letter to myself 10 years later.

10 years later when I am 30, how much have I achieved. How close am I to my goals and dreams? Have I shrink my dreams to fit it into reality like one of the characters in the story? or have I forgotten what I wanted when I was 20 years old? Or will I realize what I wished for?

Friends, shall we do this together? Write a letter to your future self. And when that day comes, do a reality check. How much have you changed?

我们。。。 真的会被世界完美地驯养吗？