Thursday, September 17, 2009

Curiosity


As humans, we are born with curiosity.

Some people are constantly curious, such as my friend Alan who consistently looks up meaning of phrases or does basic info check on different things - an obsession that has been severed by the arrival of his IPhone. Some people are selectively curious, like myself for example - I only want to know certain things, and only do it when I have time.

Yet no matter what level of curiosity we have, there is always a topic that each and every one of us dies to know as much, if not everything, as possible – that is relationship. One date and all we can think of is how to get into the other’s head, exploring every single emotion and thought of ourselves that he/she may have had. There are thousands of questions are to be answered – while there’s no way to be asked. They creep into our head and haunt us for as long as we are still excited about the guy/girl. Recently I went on a date with this charming guy who I was very curious to learn more about. Somewhere between the gentleness of his kisses and the smoothness of his skin against mine, I felt indescribably comfortable and safe, like a haven of silky smooth cushions in which I crawled up and slept away. But as I left wanting more and more, my mind started to twirl with the thousands of questions which I bombarded on a common friend of ours. Questions like "What kind of guy is he?" "Is he worth pursuing?" and ultimately, “is he into me?” erupted like a volcano in our G-chat window as the charming gentleman texted me for a second date.

Such curiosity, however, was met by a harsh splash of cold reality – on which I will spare you the detail. Such disappointment, however, made me think of curiosity. We are living in an era of accessible information, when copyright-protected AI are easily cracked, when Google revolutionized the way we search for info, and when IPhone brings Google to any place with 3G connection. In such time when curiosity is so easily satisfied, does it oversupply information – including those we do not need to know?

Then I remember that it is us who choose our source of information and it’s my professors who always stressed the importance of primary sources. It is fine to be human. It is ok to be curious – but just have to make sure that we get the truest and most incredible source of the information inquired.

And just like that, I closed the g-chat window and texted a positive reply.

Photo credit: Curiosity by Jon Bertelli

Monday, September 14, 2009

Changing Season


It worked like clockwork.

No more sluggish August days. September suddenly came – and everything in Washington started running with high speed. Everyday there were several deadlines, which managed to punctuate the day in a fashion that guaranteed either a working lunch or a working through lunch. With such business, it was hard to find time to enjoy the cool breezes and the chilly temperature perfect for a light cotton cardigan.

Hidden by that sudden jolt of reality, it seems that Washingtonians are putting extra effort to find occasions for get-togethers, making sure that we get out as much as possible before the cold finally hits the city – from the institutionalized birthdays, housewarmings, welcome-back, good-byes (?!?!), to the random long-time-no-sees. My social calendar thus got a sudden boost of pride as I desperately need it to keep track of various types of engagements that I once thought I could keep all in my head.

Yet it is almost ironic that in the middle of this season, I started to feel the discomfort of being a social butterfly. With connections becoming more superficial from one event to another, I yearn for the cozy human contacts of close friends with whom I can share just about everything. It was suddenly dawned on me, however, that many of those are relocated to half-way around the world – and despite what we say about being only a phone call away, we are still half a world apart.

As a breeze naughtily blew through my collar, I shivered and thought of my friends, of our impromptu phone conferences, our own get-togethers, our special birthday presents, our road trips, and our special friendship. Out there in Hanoi, Saigon, Singapore, New York, or elsewhere, are you thinking the same?


Credit: Autumn Breeze - Kathryn Abernathy