SH.

"Mulberry Elkington and yours truly"

Look! Elkington! I have finally got a new bag. Nice leather satchel. Mulberry Hilton has great service by the way. One thing annoying about the bag is that care is a pain in the neck. It is like having a child, so to speak.

In a matter of hours, I'd be on a plane to Shanghai. I a matter of hours, I'd be flying. In a matter of hours, I'd rediscover the Chinese culture. All that in a matter of hours and I have yet to pack! 0.0

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"Mulberry Elkington"

"Loewe Amazona Satchel Messenger"

Pretty torn between the two. Both absolutely stunning. Dilemma.

Humans.

Jellyfishes are 99% water. Humans are 70% water. There is something astoundingly similar between Man and Jellyfish. Jellyfishes are beautiful, elegant and graceful. Their bioluminescent displays are like one thousand fireflies pumping through their bodies; pulsating, glowing. Every movement is swift as it cuts through the water, yet at the same time, every movement is gentle. They are like miniature diving bells. Like humans, we are beautiful beings. Look at the very engineering in front of you. It is amazing how were are the only animals able to build civilisations. Humans have constructed and yet deconstructed. We build and tear down. Like the ebbing tides, humans have their rise and falls. Like the pulsating glow of Jellyfishes, like the sudden contracts of a Jellyfish's bell.

Some jellyfishes travel in schools. Millions migrating at the same time to warmer watters in search of plankton rich waters. They move in unison but in perfect silence. The travel as a mass but are then again essentially alone for they interact little. It is like a person being in a sea of people but still feel lonely. We gain strength from not those around us but from ourselves. We are intrinsically introverted beings. When there is no one around, we do not speak to ourselves. We think. We do not vocalise much.

As beautiful as it maybe, Jellyfishes are a paradox. They carry stinging cells and some of which can kill 10 cows. They are so dangerous, we have named some, the Portugese-man-of-war. The beauty and the unison are all facades. They are really made to be alone and to conceal dark truths.

Humans have long added layers to themselves. We have facades. We are not what we truly are. Instead, we are what people deem agreeable in a society. Why do we hide ourselves? Why is it that the very people who set boundaries hide themselves too? The Greeks set aside rules and codes in their society to ensure stability, however, at the same time, the very people who created the rules are the very ones who will commit to those vices. We fear from decadence and so we draw up rules.

What am I saying? I have no idea.

Mothers.

A Mother never cease to protect, provide and love. As much as it pains a Mother to carry a child in a womb, as much as she is drained of her nutrients, she would love the child even before the child was born. After the child is born, she continues to feed the child and nurture him. The umbilical cord is never really broken. As a lamb be protected by his Mother, as a lioness protects her cub, so do humans protect their young. There is this intrinsic bond between children and Mothers. From conception, the Mother nurtures and grows the embryo. The blood of his Mother flows through his very veins. Yet, what is it that we see today. We find it increasingly difficult to reciprocate this love.

Love is a very strange topic. It can get people really uncomfortable. One knows that love is unconditional and unwavering. Yet, why do we feel so difficult to love at times. We know that Mothers love, but sometimes we don't do the same. We feel it but then again, we superficial don't. It is a paradox.