This is one of the posts that I still get many views on almost every day, so I thought I’d rewrite it again from a different perspective and see how it goes.
Do you know that moment when you’re introduced to a new word that you feel is meaningful, yet you don’t really understand it? It happened with me several times especially with “sophisticated”. The word did sound differently when I first heard it; it is meaningful and specific. According to my dictionary, it’s defined as “able to understand difficult or complicated things”, you see? but who’s that person who can understand not only difficult but complicated things? and yes, here’s the word “things” again interrupting my thoughts because it’s general, it includes many fields of experience.
Personally, beautiful people are not just the ones who have known defeat, loss, suffering and struggle but the ones who could go all the way until the end and knew when to pick themselves up to start over, they are the ones who know how to laugh, yell, cry and party, these are people who know how to express their feelings and let go of grudges. These people I’d rather call sophisticated. They are beautiful because after all these disappointments which may be the secret behind their beauty, they’re still going on living life passionately and lovingly. They have nothing to hide, nothing to take but more to give.
I can’t deny how sad life could be, how frustrating and irritating are the emotions we experience losing someone we love, how selfish people around us have become and how lonely the dark long nights are without someone beside us to love. However, things get out of control, we sometimes do not have a choice except to live and give out what we have and what we need.
There’s a certain philosophy behind bad times which is also the source of all the beauty we enjoy during good times but I still can’t put my hands on it. It somehow revolves around not giving up, not allowing defeat, negativity into our souls and how to live life right and left.
I have been feeling down very often lately, cried sometimes but smiled again. I look at myself at university, I am still struggling and striving to graduate but I think I got something in mind; I can give advice and help younger colleagues in studying. I also know more certainly who I want to be in the future and what I want to do.
Being beautiful is about being lively and positive. This is not an illusion, not a fantasy. Do not let bad times get hold of you, enjoy them, let it take its time but have faith in yourself.