You kids need to learn that there are much more complicated and serious problems and solutions to be thought and figured out. For now, you think this is somekind of world where everything will just fall right in front you. You think everything you want could just appear as long as you say or do a tiny part of it... well you are absolutely wrong.
I was brought in New York, serving as a waiter when later, I got hit by a bus. I spent 3 years in a hospital... you know how I felt? I felt lonely, terrified, dreadful, dissapointed and helpless. I couldn't do anything, I couldn't walk, crawl or even breath properly without proper kits. I could talk but who was there to talk with me? No one. What I did everyday was spent the entire time talking to myself... many people who had recovered completely who came to share the same room with me for that 3 years thought I was crazy, not only the patients, the nurses as well. Many of them just so happen to successfully find reasons to avoid treating me when they are assigned to me. There were times where I had to suffer for a long time due to the absence of assistance from the doctors and nurses. I felt angry at this dang old hospital at first until something gave me a message. From that moment, I was never the same again... I had a new goal in life and that goal was to have a purpose in life and that purpose is to live a meaningful and positive life without failing to say 'Hey, I failed but I succeeded too'.
As the months go by, I found a goal which I believe will set a new path for me. I had decided to write a book about my life. Expecting to live in the hospital or I would call my 2nd home had given me time to think, write, laugh... about the good times and cry about the sad and meaningful times which occured to me when I was a child and guess what? I'm not afraid to say I still am and proud of it. As the calendar sheets were getting torn off more and more, a masterpiece was created and at the midst of time, I was recovering quite well too. I realise it wasn't just because how bad I was injured that affected the time spent for my recovery, it was also my negative thinking all along that was just dragging time. My time. My stories gave me a new chapter in my life which I will prolong till the next day and the day after that and et cetera.
After years in that medical building, I was finally out. Breathing and walking on the areas of the city had never felt so good. Many characteristics of buildings, skyscrappers and even vehicles have changed. I realise I was trapped in the stone age for a long time and I had missed out on so many current events. That didn't bother me though, I went on to follow my purpose. My stories were judged by the man himself, Walt Whitman, globally known author who had brought up poetry to the new generation in a whole new defined way with his book titled 'Poetry for Young People'. He gave a few grins while flipping through my work, I was nervous and just trying to keep hold to myself, the time ticks away as slow as the snails could have moved. It was a moment of my life where this might just give a whole new way towards it. A few hours later, he came personally to me and said 'Son, what you are is something different, I have reviewed many freshmen work and had never come across anything like this. This work of yours isn't good or great at all...' I was already devastated at that time and almost wanted to walk away without thinking... until he added 'It was pure genuity and brilliance that I believe will be a worldwide phenomenon, son, you will go far in life... I only hope you will always pick yourself when you're down'.
Sometime after that, I met a guy named Chuck Brassy. He was borned without arms or legs and he said 'If I fall, how do you think I will be able to get up? Well, it doesn't mater how as long as I try. I will try a 100 times and if I fail a 100 times to get up, I will just keep trying. Because if I stop trying, I will never get back up... isn't that right?' I was touched and inspired by him, it was so meaningful but most importantly, it was the truth.
I became rich and famous. Fame that I could never imagine I would be receiving and the wealth which I could buy anything I want in the world except love. I was alone at that time. I just knew one day if I just stand my ground, I will find love one day. The lady of my dreams is still in search but one thing's for sure... I will never give up.
~Maverick-55mav~