mr lemon always had a knack for asking deceptively simple questions that are so difficult to answer.
and worse, he reads you like he reads the newspaper…
scary yo…
and so that day while talking to the lemon on the phone, i accidentally let down my guard and then he asked:
are you happy?
It made me realise that after all this ha-ha and hee-hee in life, how many of us can truly say that ‘yes, we are happy’ and not let it be a form of justifying or willing it to be true?
And then i also reflect on how lucky and full my life actually is… with studies going on well, family and friends, enough time to relax and a holiday to come… and i start feeling bad to realise that i’m not all that happy after all. sheesh, it makes me feel like some sort of ungrateful brat!
apart from that, it also jolted my senses and reminded me to take a break in this fast-paced rat race and just stop, stop STOP all that rushing and reorganise my priorities.
haiz.
anyway, here was my answer:
me: well… am i happy? hmm…. (pause for 10s or so) hmmm… i dunno… but i suppose not. but i’ll tell you the day i am truly happy.
i think that answer satisfied him. ie. i hope i got an A. heh.
