Life's judgement.

Yea, as I was saying earlier I cut my hair just now. After that I receieved a phone call from my dad asking me to meet him and my mom over at Popular@JurongEastMRT. He said something bout good guitar thingy over there. I thought there was a new guitar shop man. Instead, I saw a blind man beside some stalls playing the guitar. Boy was I disappointed. But that dooder can play real well, sing real well too. Hats off to him. We listened for about prolly 15 minutes before my dad asked me to give that guy 10 bucks. Many people were crowding round him and stood/sit there listening to him, but few gave money. Cheapo Singaporeans. Okay so we left and we were walking below the shelter towards the traffic junction. We saw a poor old man playing his harmonica all by himself. He was lame and blind. Nobody put money there too. Dad gave him 2 bucks.

Why did I write this? Not to show off that we donate, but to highlight something about life. We don't choose what life we want, nor do we choose what talents we have. I've heard about the story of Talents in the bible a few times. The moral of the story was that whoever did not use talents that God gave you, he will take it away from you and 'give it to the one with plenty, for he is a good and faithful servant'. How true. And how sad. That guitarist had a good voice, and he could even change chords without looking (he was blind duh). He could earn big bucks just by playing and singing. He was that good. But he was blind, and that destroyed everything. From a potential star to 'that blind guy singing on the streets begging for money'. And how much worser can it get? Playing a harmonica closeby with nobody dropping coins/notes in your box and you can hear them clapping to the tune of that guitarist.

Indeed.