Every page has different content. Every word has distinct meaning. Every material has a purpose. Numbers infinitely continue. It all goes same with human mental skills. Different lives indicate different purposes. The existence of human gave life to this complicated world. There are several questions that arise in my mind. However, I manage to answer them by asking myself and others in developing possibilities with my answers.
The question is: How is it possible to be understood by someone? Every single person has their own perspective about certain circumstance. People think rationally but some does not. Therefore, we think differently from one another. Every individual thinks on their own special way depending on their family’s upbringing, social status, education and behavior. We can not force someone to understand a person’s view unless both of them have same interest although interest does not guarantee exactness in ideas of both sides. It is not easy to understand and to be understood. It needs critical thinking in order to meet similarities in thoughts. Marrying the mind of a person is a hard thing to do because we do not know how one thinks and what have they been thinking about.
The story of the little prince portrays how grown-ups misunderstood children’s imaginative ideas. Grown-ups never are pleased about the simplicity in life. What is essential becomes invisible. The young boy showed his best talent but the grown-ups neglected and lure him to change. What happened to the young boy is same as the little prince’s first part of his journey; he questioned everything but did not meet any good and satisfying answers from the persons who are overwhelmed with the complications of life. On the face of it to my personal life, I was once like the little prince.
I am naive and I am eager to know the answers of the questions inculcating my mind. I question myself. Nowadays, I only tend to ask my mother’s opinion and help on certain situations about my plans in life. It is quite relieving to know that she is always there for me and understands me. In some way, I am afraid to ask my father because he is a man with certainty on things. He will surely answer the same question in return if someone tries to ask him. He brings me in answering my own question which really frustrates me but motivated me to search for the best answer and to seek for an answer. Raising a question is of no use at all and sometimes I do not know how to answer my own questions.
The path of one’s journey has different ways. Some are smooth and some are also rocky. I once read a book that says giving birth to a baby in this complicated world is like putting one into a tiger’s cage. I truly believe on it. One can find comfort and ease on a gift even though life is toilsome. We call this gift as love. This love is endless. We access true love from our parents, friends and from our mutual partner of opposite gender. Parental love is unconditional and innate to human heart. The care and understanding from friends support us as we go along our voyage. When we have the full and persevered will to seek it, we will surely attain it. Even best enemies may become best of friends. We can never imagine what love can do for us. I only know one effect. Love mold solidarity and peace.
My life has ups and downs. My world revolves to a certain circle which has lows and highs at a point in time. It is already normal for me that seemingly ties myself to regular adjustments and be optimistic as I can be. After all, problems are just temporary. It will be gone in due time. 
Whenever problems come, I think of it and meditate that sometimes I can not even know when I can cease to sleep. In the middle of pondering, I fortunately realized that I am not alone. I am always not alone. God is with me all the time and I can always seek counsel from my undying support of my friends and loved ones. They are always there for me caring, supporting and loving me. Similar to the story of the little prince, as the man crashed in Sahara desert all alone with little stock of necessities to endure, he acquired communication of positive pleasure. He found comfort with the little prince’s company. When all hopes seemed to be gone, the little prince still persuaded the adult to struggle for continued existence. He had not lost his hopes and he kept it high which impacts his remarkable character.
The book tells that men have lost sight of what is important to life. I partly agree on it. Aside from the misfortunate fact, I believe that in some way not all men lie in the boundary of unhappiness. Not all men live their life in wickedness and hurt. There are few among the people who made their way of bringing life to the fullest. Even small and unnoticed living things make differences out of their simplicity and own little way. Just like caterpillars that work hand in hand with the plants. Sooner or later both will turn as magnificent as they are ought to be. Caterpillars become beautiful butterflies and plants produce exquisite flowers and superb tasted fruits. The will naturally grow from ugly creatures to a beautiful one just like the famous fable story of the ugly duckling who in turn stands out as the most beautiful swan among the rest of other swans. These are not only theoretically applied but also empirically to the lives of the commoner. It is not the question of how many had gone through similar event but the question of how they achieve the change. The change is not gradual. It takes time to learn and surpass every fear and trials that come their way. We are all born unique and all are bound in creating beauties, in practicing full happiness, in living life to the fullest and in valuing a righteous conduct.
Only the heart can see clearly what seems to be invisible to the eye. This is the first secret of the fox in the story of the little prince. We are blinded sometimes and we can also be fooled but we can never be blinded by the infinite feeling our heart can feel. We all have weakness. We may meet the toughest guy on earth, but I know, deep within, he has a weakness for even just a single one. I do not believe that a person cannot be held as a prisoner in his or her own heart. We are all seized as captives by our inner thoughts and feelings. It may not be forever but we will be tagged every once in a while. We are expected to look forward to all the unexpected outcomes because we can not predict our tomorrow. Humans are not perfect beings but correcting our imperfections would make us perfect. So why would we just live our remaining life and improve our way to happiness and purity while keeping ourselves out of the negative sides of the world.
On the year 1990 in mid of July at 4:06 early morning, the first baby girl of a twin was born. After four minutes her sister followed in seeing the world. Her parents went home at night and found out that their first baby was so pale. She was not breathing. With anxiousness and apprehensive circumstance, they immediately rushed her back to the hospital. Her mother asked for help and guidance from blessed Mary after few hours of waiting from the doctor. Her prayer was heard. Fortunately the baby survived and was given a second chance to live. She grew up into a fine lady. She thanked God constantly. She has been blessed and been grateful even now at this very moment that she is still writing her reflection paper. She breathes. She sleeps. She laughs. She shares her smile just like everybody does while enjoying every bit of happiness. This is her second life; hence, she promised to make the most of all resources obtainable and to make the most of the gift of talent, intelligence, and skills at its peak bearing not to abuse them. She is responsible of her life. Whatever that lays ahead of her is accountable to her. All her belongings are held in her own hands that concretely illustrate the fox’s secret in the story of the little prince in which one is responsible for what they have tamed. We will become a matchless being that can trust and can be trusted once we treasure the significance or worth of something. We can see and hold anything even the tiniest, at the same time, we must appreciate them be it living or non-living. No one is exempted in seeking the value of anything how much for a girl who has given life for the second time.
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