16 February 2007

Where is my arm lost arm?

Couple years ago I was stung by the news that a hiker who trapped his arm underneath a giant rock. He wasn’t hurt in a sense that could possible kill him immediately. However, he couldn’t get away from the trap either. Knowing he could starve to death if he didn’t make his way out on time, since it is quite a remote area and it could take days or weeks in order for someone to find him trapped.

What would you do?

His choice is to deliberately break his trapped arm with a not very sharp army knife and make his way back in order to save himself.

This is a story keeps on my mind days in and out. Afterward, seeing him attend the night show with the confidence where we could hardly find in most people. Eventually, he becomes celebrity, not even keeps on climbing but also writing books, doing commercial and so on. I wonder if he could predict all these back there.

It could be a hard decision to make but keeps on wondering why get trapped in the first place could do not much help at the moment and obviously wouldn’t lead to any future at all.

He wouldn’t think much about why over and over again. That was then and this is now.

What a past could possibly offer is just a lesson; the future still need you to shape.

It is not wise at all to think about my lost arm; like where it is, how it is.