Sunday, March 1, 2009

Time to make time

Goal of the month: NO MORE TV Series

New month, new opportunities.

For the month of March - No more Gordon Ramsay, no more Kitchen Nightmares, no more F Word, no more Hells Kitchen, no more NCIS, no more Malcolm in the Middle, no more Top Chef.

I'm feeling very messy and sluggish at the moment, which is unsurprisingly resemblant of the current state of my room. It's been like that for too long. I always say I never have anytime for anything but that's because I've been spending too much time with my good friends Gordon Ramsay, Anthony DiNozzo, Padma and Malcolm, Duey & Reese.

A wise man once told me "You live your life as you live your day". Very true.

It's so dangerous watching these shows. Time just dissipates into the time vortex and the next thing you know, the entire year has passed you by.

Last week I had a very sobering momemt. Channel surfing one night, I came across the show 'Amazing Medical Stories'. Usually I don't have any interest watching these shows as they're too visually disturbing and confronting. But this episode had me hooked. I just couldn't draw myself away from it. It was a very touching episode about a man in China who suffers from a dehabilitating disease resulting in abnormal tissue growth and facial disfigurement. He was dubbed 'The Elephant Man' and someone even made an offer to buy him for a travelling circus. His parents refused stating he was a human, not an animal.

The family couldn't afford to send him to hospital to remove his tumours until an out of town hospital offered to cover the costs.The car ride to the hospital where he was getting surgery was the first time seeing he saw the world outside his village.

He recalled his tough childhood where he left school at the age of 10 because everyone he met made fun of him and the loneliness he felt in his poverty stricken village when, both his parents were forced to leave him home alone during the day so they could work the fields to earn their meagre wage to barely scrape by.

He said he hoped that the surgery could help him work and make him well enough to dutifully look after his parents.

All he ever wanted and all he could ever wish for the mere things that the majority of us possess and take for granted.

It was very sobering to realise how much we have and what little we do with it but at the same time, humbling and inspiring.

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(If you want to see this, I think there's a torrent)