Prologue
I don't know which part of my parents' genes have traits of hyperactivity and inability to stay focussed embedded in it. Perhaps its a strange concoction of a particular chemistry which resulted in an oddball. A person with a lot of energy and who is unable to stay focussed for a long time is born on 5 May 1990.
Almost all toddlers are curious. Most are active. Most love to run around, play games, scream and make noise, get excited really easily and can't get their hands and eyes off anything.
In the turn to adolescence, a number of children quieten down. They keep more to themselves, become apathetic, get less excited about things, have their energy levels go down.
As a child matures to a young adult, his energy level continues to go down. Nonetheless, he's in the prime of his youth, he has the opportunity to do almost anything he can. He starts to question about life, do things with his life to see what it could become.
For most, as one stage transits to another, the former stage of growth passes and gets left behind.
But not for me.
I don't know if I wanted to be like that or that I'm just like that. But what I think of it is: there is no need to discard the old while embracing the new. There is no need to sacrifice your energy levels for things you really enjoy doing. There is no need to stop asking questions (sometimes stupid), and remain curious. I believe there is great misunderstanding towards the word "maturity", that it has far less to do with behavior than it has to do with the development of perspectives, ideas, and views towards the world (though these 2 are much related, they are many times wrongfully associated). I retained the lenses through which many people view the world. It helped me gain a better understanding of several levels, and most of all, remain a student to the world and all around me. After all, every person I know has a vast, untouched universe within every one of them.
Hence,
I remained curious, hyperactive, selectively excited lol, playful, animated, inquisitive.
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the preface
Ive always needed to write it down. My story of bboying. How it began. But more so, how it revived and became the life it is to me today.
It wasn't always like that, feeling passion and connection to this dance, this movement. It wasn't always enjoyable, in fact in the past it was more unenjoyable than it was enjoyable. Some point in history, the the rate of learning and dopeness tapered off. Practice became a chore, something I was more happy to avoid than to embrace. Once in a while, some passion and uninterest would surge back and there I was breaking again.
Most of my years spent in bboying were.. how should I put it, frivolous, unthought, casual and lazy. Today, it is.. frivolous, unthought, casual, in a very different way. And I am definitely crevices less lazy than I was back then. It is my character and energy in sync with bboying, directed in a positive way.
But this change did not occur out of the blue. It wasn't the case of getting an airflare suddenly and ignited my passion all the way till today. It wasn't anything like one day God decided to alter my mind like in "The Adjustment Bureau" and WTFBBQ, passion re-ignited.
It was a combination of events and things happening in my life. Decisions, knowledge, and some much needed help from my boys in Kyensai.
I don't know if it was supposed to be like that, or that God wanted to be like that, or that we fucked it up such that almost 4 and a half years must pass for this change to happen. I won't say that 4 and a half years are needed to wake me up, but it was a period for without which, I would not have known so much about myself. All of us go through tribulations, tests, or events which can potentially shape us. For some, it is terribly obvious. For others, it takes time to realize. Maybe I was lucky to have something like this as a part of my learning journey.
The good news is, the journey has only just started.
Bad news exist as often as you would find a treasure chest in your living room coming home from school.
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