I have something to say
January 12, 2012
I am a fool. I talk my heart out, lay my thoughts out bare. Sometimes, I hear dismissal. Sometimes, I hear no response or acknowledgement. So I reckon, my thoughts may not have much worth or meaning to whom ever I shared it with. But when I hear the exact same comment of mine, even with the same peculiar way I put it, as if it were their own original thought, I feel cheated. If they had responded their agreement when they heard me speak then I would have felt proud and flattered to hear them repeating my observation as their own.
Some even have even quoted the exact phrases I have written on my blog right back to me like I was not the original author of it. I am not talking about things that wise men think alike. I am talking about just my wisdom that I gained by experience. The sad part is they don’t even realize it or don’t care to.
It is hard to get some credit around here.
Same with the things I do. Things I do, I do so well that they seem easy. In fact, they seem negligible. I know a lot of people who do small things and make it seem like a grand effort. I do not want to be like that. But I sure do envy them.
Why do I even argue a hopeless case? Why do I hope that one day the balance will tilt in my favor? What does it take – guile or patience? The latter has failed. The former, I despise. Yet, it works. I know because I have suffered it.
Some people talk all the talk and get away with not doing anything to back up that talk. But I talk, talk, talk. Then I do, do, do. And what do I get? Back talk.
