Modern Life is Rubbish

“To be hopeful in bad times is not just foolishly romantic. It is based on the fact that human history is a history not only of cruelty, but also of compassion, sacrifice, courage and kindness… The future is an infinite succession of presents, and to live now as we think human beings should live, in defiance of all that is bad around us, is itself a marvelous victory.” ~ Howard Zinn.

Monday, February 27, 2012

Listening, Or Not

On the way to work this morning, i turned off the radio just for a moment. Normally i always tuned in to BFM 89.90 each morning. Today, i passed the toll booth and with the radio off, thought "what a noisy city i lived in". The noise of the cars on the road, jam-packed after the toll as usual. Such a stressful condition i have gotten myself into just to make a living.



And then all of a sudden, of all things, i heard a bird singing. It sounded so near yet i could not see where the bird was. Could it be standing on some nearby lamp post in the middle of the road? Or could it be flying through the top of my car and sing for me? i had no idea.

It sounded so out of place in that busy highway that i wondered if anyone else hear what i had just heard. If i had consciously try to listen to a bird sing, i doubt i could ever hear it. It just happened without me knowing. For a moment when i turn my mind off the surrounding noise did i heard a bird telling its truth to the world. To any living things that care to listen.

And so as it is with real life. How many times have i actually listen to someone when they express their thoughts or feelings. Instead i project my own thoughts and feelings to the other person. How many times have i failed to understand what they're really saying to me. Sometimes i know that even they have difficulty coming up with the words to explain things to me. And yet i would not try to understand them.

There is much subtleties to be found in the music i listened to which i took time to find. Why should i not apply it to human conversation too. Maybe then the truth of what the other person is trying to say will reveal itself to me, like what the singing bird did this morning.

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