The Accidental Scientist

'All life is an experiment. The more experiments you make, the better.'
- Ralph Waldo Emerson

I never wanted to be a scientist. I hated experiments. I hated the complications. I found it to be tiring and boring. Suffice to say, I had a closed mind. I was plain lazy. I was unmotivated. I did not bother to learn of the new things that came across my path as I only learned what I WANTED to learn. The things that did not interest me was not worth learning. Or so I had thought.

One day as I was minding my own business as usual in my small, shallow world, when an experiment (unexpected and unsuspected by me) conducted by the world's greatest scientist exploded on purpose right in my face and changed my life forever. Of course I was beyond pissed at the 'idiot' who had thought that the experiment was a 'success'. Success my ass. It ruined my life!

All the things that I had taken for granted was gone. All the things that I could do freely was now a once upon a time story. All that I thought that I had, that I was, was a farce. I was an empty shell. I was not a pilgrim of life at all. I realized that I had been in the stagnant, green and murky waters of the swamp for the undead for almost my entire life!

Thus, I was slapped with a very rude awakening.

But I became angry. Violently angry. I was frustrated beyond words. I had become incapacitated. I wished that I had died instead of being brought back to Earth.

I honestly cannot remember when I started to live my life even with my health constantly deteriorating. But I remember very vividly that I had my breakthrough when I started to write. I vented out my frustrations, my setbacks, my failures and my deepest feelings by writing. It set me free. Words that were in the deepest recesses of my heart were poured out as my fingers typed non-stop on the smartphone! Yes, I started writing on my smart phone as my laptop was on the verge of dying. (It was almost 10 years old!)

And so here I am today. Alive but not completely well where my health is concerned. But I have my life back. My mind is alive. And I am one of life's accidental scientist. Everything that I go through in life now is an experiment. And today, I am a willing participant. Of course there are times when the experiments that I conducted exploded in my face! But I am okay with mistakes and failures. And the greatest thing about the experiments in life is that you get to do them at your own pace. And even though you fail, it does not mean that you have failed in life. The results of the experiments in life could be achieved in 1001 different ways. And nobody can tell you that your method is wrong. Or the results are wrong.

My latest experiment in life is branching out as a writer. And I have recently just sold my first article. I am very grateful for that opportunity and this has propelled me to continue to write even more.

This blog will be about my writings on life, and on my works. And I am in the midst on writing my first book.

So fellow scientists, what say you we join together in experimenting life's greatest experiment of all?