The yellow umbrella theory

I’m a big fan of how i met your mother and the fact that season 9 has begun has really got me excited. Really really excited.
I know i haven been writing awhile and part of the reason is that i’ve been busy but also i never felt that what i wrote was complete, nor did it have that flare in it…
I didn’t felt the writing come to life, so there, 20 drafts , 20 potential entries in  suspended animation because i cant bring back Frankenstein. Maybe ill bring them to life someday, maybe ill just bury them. I don’t know?
Having said that, i did have a sudden urge to write about himym, and i haven done a theory in a while… So to all the fellow fans out there, here’s the yellow umbrella theory.

The idea is pretty simple. Its comes off based on what Ted said.

“Kids, there’s more than one story of how I met your mother. You know the short version, the thing with your mom’s yellow umbrella, but there’s a bigger story…”

Everything that ever happens in our lives is part of a story that leads to the one that really matters.

In the 10 years of himym, Ted dated a dozen girls. He met the dream girl who became his best friend and then later married his other best friend. He met the girl in pefect night, didnt get her number but yet somehow manage to find her back. He made 10mins the most memorable date for a mother who doesnt have time for herself. He fell in love with the girl who opposed everything he believed in. He dated/banged his bestfriend’s sister…

But after 9 seasons, a thousand girls later , Ted still haven found the mother.

And at this point in time it seems pretty hopeless.

You see…Shit happens
The girl of his dreams is gonna marry his bestfriend, he finds it hard to not admit that actually he still feels something for her.
He got left at the altar.
He found the girl who got away, stole her from her wedding and get her back only to lose her again .
He had his heart broken and torn, ripped out and stepped on.
He grilled meat in the room of his dream girl out of loneliness.

He did a lot of crazy things.

I mean… we all did.
But you know its okay because at the end of the day, he is sitting on a sofa telling that wonderful story that so many people now know by heart.

Here’s my theory.
At the end of it all, we are just looking for that one huge crazy story that we can sit down and tell our kids about. That out of the 7billion people in the world, after finding time and time again for that one, the perfect girl is now in the kitchen making a salami sandwhich. (I hope she remembers the mayo.)
At the end of it all, what we really want is to sit by the bed side of our 4 year old hyperactive son and 2 year old precious daughter and ask as we tuck them into bed , “Hey kids, have i ever told you about how i met your mother?”

At the end of it all, all these moments of fear ,frustration and disappointment are just memories and events to lead to the real story. The really big one, the one that will take us 8 years to tell? That’s the rest of it, how we came to be who we are, how each episode made us a little wiser and braver to love. How it made us the person your mother fell in love with.

Dear friend , the other Ted, you know who you are.

This one is for you.
You might think its kinda crazy to try and fall over and over again, so desperately trying to find that one person who not just tolerate our flaws and quirks, but actually kinda likes them.

Love shouldn’t be about tolerating someone for the rest of your life, you didn’t get married just so you can spend eternity hating each other.

Maybe you forget that you believe in love and fate and all that chessy stuff, maybe you given up hope. But i promise you, hold on, keep waiting, she’s coming for you.

Also, don’t ever miss out on the crazy moments with your friends. Just because you don’t know how its gonna end doesn’t mean you can enjoy the ride.
And if she really doesn’t turn up, you got nothing to worry about.

Cause no matter what, you’ve got me. (:
Promise.
Just wait for it .. Its gonna be legen….
Well, you know the rest. 😉

To those who haven seen himym, i strongly recommend it.
Its a little long, its been around for awhile but you got time to catch up.

The last season just started.

Join the club guys, we’ve got jackets.

Cheers
Z

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The Scientist

“Questions of science, science and progress
Do not speak as loud as my heart”
Why do I theorize every emotion? Maybe I just don’t know how I’m feeling right now. Then again that’s just my theory.

Rest. Why sometimes we just need to be alone

 

Yesterday I took a day of from writing.
Instead I took the day off deciding on what I want to do with my life.
I thought about what are the things I screwed up recently.
I thought about my dreams and my goals.
And at the end of the day, I have this come to this conclusion.

I have no freaking idea what to do.

Sounds pretty pathetic but really, sometimes in life we just have no idea where we are going, so we take a rest.

In music , there is a sign which tells us to pause or to stop playing. Ask any musician and they will tell you the rest note is just as important as every other note in the score sheet.

Ask the DJ and he’d tell you that pause before dropping the bass is what makes the crowd go wild .

Ask the dude playing the triangle in an ensemble and he’d tell you that’s the only thing he sees, besides the occasionally one to two ‘ tings’. Poor guy.

Point is.. sometimes in life we need to just stop playing every single note we can. Taken , yes , we need chords, harmonies and melodies to make our lives meaningful, we need them to create the emotions in our lives, to make us sway with the symphony of life, but really, sometimes what we really need is a simple rest. That one second of silence brings back all the emotions to this one point of reflection and acceptance of the song. And then the song keeps going.

Just because you took a break from life doesn’t mean your quitting, in fact your coming back better and stronger than ever.

And sometimes that rest just means you need to be alone for a moment.

So the harmony will keep playing, or the bass becomes the melody and the music shifts it focus from you to something else and you know what?

That’s okay,  you need this silence.

Guess what, I’d never have known all these if I hadn’t pissed of somebody important to me by not leaving her alone, ( among some other stupid stuff that I did which I am not proud of and shall not reveal to the internet. )

And then because of that, it kinda just forced me to take a moment to dwell in the silence, and in that silence I found a clearer view of who I really am. I realized what is it I really need.

Some time to be alone.

So for those’s who’s melodies are getting too messed up for you, who feels that you can longer play the music any more.

Take a rest.

Sit back, relax and just enjoy the silence.

It’ll be alright, everything will turn out just fine, I promise.

Keep going all, TGIF (:

Cheers

Z

The Disney Theory

We all know the story. Or at least you think you do.

 

Its cliché, overused and unrealistic.

 

Yet we still love it anyway.

 

I mean… Disney paints such beautiful pictures of love.

Fall in love with that girl.

Love in first sight.

 

Steal her from her evil boyfriend cause you know her better, and only you can give her the happiness she deserves.

 

Live happily ever after

 

 

Save her from the wicked witch, a tower, a dragon. Be her prince charming, ride a white horse a magic carpet or heck, and ride a donkey for all I care…

 

Live happily ever after.

 

Happily ever after… really?

 

Every girl wants to be a Disney princess. Wear a gown, crystal shoes, suffer the wrath of a wicked witch, and chew a poison apple… Anything to be the damsel in distress. Waiting for the prince charming to come by. Every guy wants to make the girl his princess. Or queen.

I’ve heard some differing point of views.

 

And at the end of the day, what sums all of it up?

 

A happy ending.

 

Yet our notions of love fall flat in the face of reality. Love very often isn’t as Disney as we expect it to be. Here’s how the story really goes, if it even does. You fall for the girl of your dreams, your best friend, the one who understands you like no other.

 

You chase her, make her feel like a princess, and in turn she falls in love with you. The start is great, the real love story follows. Conflicts arrives, she’s not the princess you thought she is. She gets jealous easily, her temper is horrible, you live under her wrath, she never understands you, and you? How could you possibly understand someone so unreasonable?

 

Where was the girl you once loved? Gone.

 

The after story begins. The best friend becomes the princess; the princess becomes the witch, the ice queen, the dragon.

 

Call it what you want, you know its falling apart.

 

And the prince? He finds another girl, someone who understands him better another best friend…Or he shouts his grieves online as the word sighs for his sorry plight.

But in reality, he’s no better. Who broke the magic? Was it when he started looking at other options, poisoning the princess with jealousy? Or when the feelings faded, hence the magic ends? Or when the man turns into the monster, in anger, in rage, in jealousy.

 

The prince becomes the hypocrite, the victim of love, the beast.

Suddenly it isn’t love that broke the spell. Love is the spell. And it broke with the simplest trick of the book. Time.

Suddenly our love stories become tragedies. We wonder why it always happens to us. Why people always change. We weep in our beds, cursing and swearing.

 

(Now I know I sound like a sour old man, some loser who got his heart broken and now has completely and utterly lost faith in love.  Bear with me, I can promise you I’m still very much the same me.)

 

So that’s how Disney movies go isn’t it?

Or is it…

 

I beg to differ. For me, I like to watch my Disney movies in a different light.

You see… To get the princess, yes we must climb the tower, fight the dragons and slay the witches.

 

But these things aren’t on the outside.

 

They represent the darker side of us. And the ones we love…They are our inner demons, our anger and rage and wrath…We trap ourselves in towers, build walls that hide and protect ourselves from the world, from how others might think of us.. Secretly hoping for someone to tear them down. Someone to embrace the ugly side of us, the beauty in the beast, the frog prince…

 

Love is about these battles, the battles inside. And us? We play every role, the good, the bad and the ugly. Love is about finding that one person that brings out the best in you, the one who can accept the worse in you and the one who understands you like nobody else.

 

The Disney stories were made easy for kids to understand.

 

You don’t find it at the credits; it’s something that you fight for even if it means fighting for the rest of your life.

It is like every other life lesson, something you learn through life…

 

 

And the cost of true love? The price of happily ever after?

 

Never looking back, not regretting a single moment or a choice.

 

Even if that choice is letting.

 

Even if in the end…  The person she ends up with isn’t you.

 

Because you see… It doesn’t matter if she has her happily ever after with you.

 

She just needs to be happy.

 

 

 

To all, happily ever after.

 

Z

 

The Color theory

This one is for all the creative minds (: Kinda long, sorry if it bores ya.

In art, color theory is basically understanding and making sense of the colors around us. Colors are basically a result of light bouncing of a surface and being reflected into our eyes. In life, the color theory of people isn’t that different to. The kind of personality that we see in every individual is a result of looking at them at different lights. And in those lights we shape our perception  of the people around us.

We look at colors in 3 main aspects, the hue the lightness and the saturation.Hue refers to the kind of color it contains. Lightness refers to how dark or light .Saturation is well… how saturated.I guess the same could be said about people.

Our hue is what we call our individual characteristics, whether we are patient, dominant, passive, aggressive…Our lightness refers to the contrast in our personality, whether is it a mild mixture , or a striking contrast of different characteristics .Our saturation would referring to which traits are more dominant, a more saturated hue will give the painting an overall feel and tone. Our dominant personalities will make up the impression.

There are no limits to how colors can be matched, similarly its impossible to classify humans by their personality. You can try but you will end up generalizing, missing the details, overlooking what makes them unique. Each individual has their own painting, creating a distinct impression upon one another … Believe me when I say there’s no one like you. Each one of us is special.Having said that I would like to share my three favorite color themes .

The first is grey scale. Or just simply referred to as black and white. n. No colors. Such paintings I find incredibly honest, simple and yet striking. People who’s personality is in greyscale are rather amazing too. To some they maybe boring or unattractive, yet by simple contrasts of grey  , they develop their own personality. They lead very morally defined lives, using the contrast of black and white, right and wrong to define who they are. They follow principles that are clear and concise, they are like bedrocks, steady, unmoveable , firm.. yet some of us are unable to see such lines so clearly.

Another kind of color scheme is known as Analogous Relationship , where the colors are located adjacent to each other, people like that generally give a clear idea of their personality. For instance a person could be warm, like red orange and yellow, or cool like blue, violet and purple. Their colors make up their core personality, their colors create  a homogeneous impression, rarely doing things that conflicts with their personality. Such people are easy to understand and hence making them more approachable.

The last kind i want to talk about is complementary colors.

This I would say make up the bulk of the most beautiful people I know. And is also one of the color schemes that creates the most beautiful pictures, as well as people. As simple as it is, complementary colors are colors across the color wheel.

When talking in terms of people, it means people who show contrasting personalities.

Like when someone who is usually timid finding strength to speak up for what they believe in.

Or Someone who is usually withdrawn to share their insecurities.

Even someone who is usually strong to show pain.

These are people who step out of their comfort zone to confront with their inner turmoils, these are people who dare to mix the palette forming newer and more mind blowing   combinations, creating contrasts and confusions, creativity and chaos.

We all have a personal preference to the colors we love, be it the impressions they leave us or the emotions they evoke.

It takes time to understand how is it possible that such play of light can lead to such amazing connections.

And i find it even more amazing that we too look at people in different lights to see the colors that make up their life….

To see what truly makes them beautiful.

Cheers

Z

The Dream theory

Some of you will wonder about the name of the blog.

Its a simple idea, really.

Something I believe in. And like most theories, it needs to be tested.
So here’s how the dream theory goes. You only need two person to believe in a dream to make it reality.
The dream theory
Because chasing dreams are hard, and at some point we will fall. So never do it alone.

“I’ll push you, pull you , pick you up when you fall, put you back when you break , hug you when you cry. I’ll be there to remind you what’s worth fighting for. “

How many peole have I shared this with?
I kinda lost count…
How many times did I share it with myself?
Probably even more…
I have a lot of funny dreams… I wanna be a concept artist, I wanna form a band, I wanna write my own film, direct it,compose its tunes..
Stir people hearts, connect their lives.
Dreams…The pursuit of it seems so difficult and yet so worth it.
All these seem so distant until a few weeks back.
I guess I was falling. Or I fell.
Somebody picked me up .
Someday I’m gonna return the favour (:

I’m not as passionate as you think I am… I’m weak alone.
I waver. I doubt myself…
I’m always needing someone to help me up.
Then again who doesn’t?
But some dreams are worth holding on to…
Some dreams worth fighting for.
And so begins the testing .
Testing the dream theory

Z