I am in a contemplative mood ... perhaps just the right mood for LOVE:



Love is like waiting for a bus. When the bus
comes, you look at it and you say to yourself
"eeee...so full....cannot sit down, I'll wait for the
next one."

So you let the bus go and wait for the second
bus. Then the second bus comes, you look at it
you say, "eeee...this bus is so old...so shabby!"

So you let the bus go and again, decide to wait
for the next bus.
After a while another bus comes, it's not crowded,
not old but you say, "eeee...not air conditioned
better wait for the next one." So again you
let the bus go and decide to wait for the next
bus.

Then the sky starts to get dark as it is
getting late. You panick and jump immediately
inside the next bus. It is not until much later that
you find out that you have boarded the wrong bus!
And you have wasted your time and money just to get
into the wrong one!

Even if an air conditioned bus comes, you can't
ensure that the air conditioned bus won't break
down or whether or not the airconditioner will
be too cold for you.

Wanting to get what you want is not wrong. But it
wouldn't hurt to give other people a chance. If
you find that the "bus" doesn't suit you just
press the red button and get off the bus! Hey, who
said life is fair??? The best thing to do is be
observant and open-minded. If it doesn't suit you,
get off.

I'm sure you've had this experience before. You
saw a bus coming (the bus you want of course). You
flagged it but the driver acted as if he did not
see you and zoomed pass you! It just wasn't meant
for you!

The bottom line is, being loved is like waiting
for a bus you want. Getting on the bus and
appreciating the bus by giving it a chance depends
totally on you. If you haven't made any choice, WALK!

Walking is like being single. The good side of it
is you can still choose any bus you want...the
rest who couldn't afford another ride would just
have to be content with the bus they rode on, ugly
or not.

Also, sometimes it is better to choose a bus you
are already familiar with rather than to gamble
with a bus that is unfamiliar to you. But then
again, life wouldn't be complete without the risks
involved.

But there is one bus that I have failed to tell you
about.- the Bus you do not have to wait for, the
Bus that will stop on its own and ask you if you
wish to come inside, then take you for a joy ride
for the rest of your life.
I hope you get to ride on that bus

from: Main Barriers to Creative thinkin