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The most exciting, challenging and significant relationship of all is the one you have with yourself. And if you find someone to love the you you love, well, that's just fabulous.
Saturday, May 02, 2009
Earlier today, I arrived home to see some ugly looking mangoes lying on our kitchen top. I asked around and they told me that they were picked from the mango tree on our backyard.
I touched them and felt the roughness of their skin. They don't have any mango smell unlike the ones you see in the market. They also have lots of black spots and marks that would totally repel anyone who sees them, probably due to the harsh environment these mangoes have to endure in the urban setting.
However, I was surprised when my dad peeled one and said that it actually tastes good. I put one in the ref to be chilled and ate it later after dinner.
I was delighted to see the redness inside. There were no marks inside or signs of the black marks outside. I tasted it and it was so sweet!
It led me to reflect on how superficial the world has become. How many times have we eaten perfectly looking mangoes and yet squirm at its sourness? Or like my experience, a beaten up looking mango that tastes perfect?
This is one of my favorite quotes, from the movie Accepted, "Nah, I'm not going to answer your question, 'cause you guys have already made up your minds. I'm an expert in rejection, and I can see it on your faces. And it's too bad that you judge us by the way we look and not by who we are."
I guess we have to live with all the crap this world has to offer. After all, reject or be rejected.
Earlier today, I arrived home to see some ugly looking mangoes lying on our kitchen top. I asked around and they told me that they were picked from the mango tree on our backyard.
I touched them and felt the roughness of their skin. They don't have any mango smell unlike the ones you see in the market. They also have lots of black spots and marks that would totally repel anyone who sees them, probably due to the harsh environment these mangoes have to endure in the urban setting.
However, I was surprised when my dad peeled one and said that it actually tastes good. I put one in the ref to be chilled and ate it later after dinner.
I was delighted to see the redness inside. There were no marks inside or signs of the black marks outside. I tasted it and it was so sweet!
It led me to reflect on how superficial the world has become. How many times have we eaten perfectly looking mangoes and yet squirm at its sourness? Or like my experience, a beaten up looking mango that tastes perfect?
This is one of my favorite quotes, from the movie Accepted, "Nah, I'm not going to answer your question, 'cause you guys have already made up your minds. I'm an expert in rejection, and I can see it on your faces. And it's too bad that you judge us by the way we look and not by who we are."
I guess we have to live with all the crap this world has to offer. After all, reject or be rejected.
8:18 PM
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