15 minutes after my girl was born, the lady doctor took my daughter out of the laboring room in her arms for me and my mother-in-law to see. I then told the baby I am her father. The baby, with her barely opened eyes, struggled to lift her head from the doctor’s armpit to a horizontal eye view and opened her eyes wide to focus on me for two seconds. Then she seemed satisfied and fell back to rest like a normal tired baby.
To prove my point that the baby understood what I said, I then told her again to see her grandma. She again struggled to lift her head and I pointed my fingers to my side. She then turned her head 45 degrees from me and took a wide focusing look at her grandmother for a second. And she fell back to her rest.
Many scientists claimed that children are born with inverted vision. I truly disbelieve. My daughter is now seven with a normal IQ, but a bit more than average sentimentally especially while watching sad movies. Her mind has no special purpose but to live happily.
When I was four, I’d been wondering my purpose in this life. I knew there was one, but no way I could find out. But at the age of 22, I met the girl the instant I knew ‘it’s her!’ She had no reminiscence of me anyhow. She was the girl destined to be introduced to me one year ago but I refused to attend. She was now my friend’s girlfriend. This girl was the dinosaur species ‘one-man woman’. Because I believed the fate have to draw a line here, (if you’re mine, you’re mine; if not, you’re not) so I proposed the stupid-but-no regret yes or no situation. Of course the answer was NO.
Later the girl was told by some fortune-teller that her past life had been a nun. I began wondering if I had treated her badly the previous life to turn her into a nun and I have to pay now for my terrible deed. No matter what, I believed it was adjourned after years of my crawling through hell to remind myself to erase the memory of this PURPOSE.
‘Terminal’, the movie. How stupid he is to gather the last Jazz singer’s signature for his dead father and have to be stuck in the airport terminal for years. And how stupid the air stewardess is to trade her love for a one-day pass to New York for this stupid guy. Are we to judge? Right or wrong? Everyday we are making choices. Not until we try all the routes, shall we settle to draw a conclusion. But each route is full of good and bad moments. Are we easy to do just a simple add and subtraction to say which route is the better? If you say you can, the moment before you die, I believe reincarnation will be one of the routes you go. Obstinacy plays a major part in earth bound souls.
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