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Long time no see… Right, I’ve been a little…well, the world isn’t busy and it’s definitely not lazy… Its been one thing after another after a hectic semester, then the Japanese Language Proficiency Test that I had been preparing for (and hopefully did quite well); I am finally free to resume my writing life after a pretty long break.
Speaking of Japanese, I was doing a series on the awesome trip I took to Japan, ranking my five most memorable experiences. There was Shibamata and its tranquility, Osaka and its laid-back kind of vibe, Karaoke and how I gave them a taste of my skills and of course Hiroshima. These were just the one’s I chose as special, not that the other places were ‘thumbs-down’. Like Universal Studios was pretty awesome; I should do the roller coaster again. But what I’m definitely not doing again is the public baths. Hot water messes with my head; among other reasons…
So to crown it all was the experience at SOKA University, particularly when we met up with the Pan African Friendship Society (PAFS). Singing, dancing, chatting…it’s as if the language barrier never even existed. It was one of those moments you wish time would just… freeze; stay put for a while. For once I never felt nervous around strangers. We had just met but it felt like I had known each other from the beginning. At first I didn’t know why but I’ve been thinking about it for a while I think I know the reason.
I believe everyone should choose a path in life and follow it to the end. The path I chose was to try and do everything right and do it fully regardless of the outcome or what is expected. Of course I’ve been opposed and ridiculed for it; others have misused it, others have spat on it; at some point it seemed like a really stupid way of living.
Then I met them. Those Japanese students. Who were exactly the same. I was no longer the fool; I was an individual with a large heart and a wonderful soul. We didn’t talk about ideals. But what we talked about reflected them. For a change it was nice to interact with people without them trying to weigh you on some scale of some sort, or comparing what they have and what you have. When you’re in the midst of people whose hearts go out to others instead of their self-interests, you’ll know. When you’re in the midst of people who want to act more than they want to talk, you’ll know. When you’re in the midst of people who want to make a difference so bad that it actually hurts, you’ll definitely know.
That explanation doesn’t quite cut it, but I think you have a general idea. I should definitely meet them again; Hiromi, Miho, Koji, Ayako, Kaori, Masae, Masami, Hiroyuki….hontou ni, tanoshikatta.
Oh yeah, some of them are in the country; I’m planning on meeting them soon. I’m trying to think of something huge. Hmm…
And that concludes it!
Part 4 is up and rolling…
On our way to Japan our sensei told us that we’ll have two days to remember and will have to remember for the rest of our lives. One of those days was the day we went to Hiroshima; it became the most touching day of our journey.
Maybe I should say this. You never really know how awful it is when disaster strikes and you get the news from the TV, radio, internet and the sort; it’s one thing to hear of it, it’s another to be at the scene. At first, arriving in Hiroshima you wouldn’t feel like anything major happened here, even if it was in the 1940s; but if you’re keen enough, you feel like no one ever wants it to happen again. What I’m I talking about? The Atomic Bomb of World War II.
We visited the museum and saw their exhibits; just by entering the main hall you can feel the sadness grip you. People already get overwhelmed and find it hard to continue to the exhibits upstairs because everything about it; the planning, the dropping of the bomb itself is horrifying. I’m on record saying, “…to think any human being would develop such a devastating device and drop it on people he knows nothing about or knows nothing of their families and not feel a drop of enpathy…” (that was on a radio interview at NHK radio, Swahili service); the things we saw there can shake you to the core. As in, people were literally ‘baked’ to death (temperatures at the surface hit 5000 degrees celcius) and not talking of the aftermath of the radaiation…
I know I don’t have the full details or I’ll never really know what happened during that war… But that was never the answer; and that never should be the answer to solve whatever it is higher ups want to solve. Life is precious; even if it’s fighting I think we should learn to respect our enemies. August 6th, 1945 should never happen again.
I believe everyone should visit there once… Allow your eyes to be really opened. War isn’t a joke.
That being said, Hiroshima is a nice place; they have there own style of Okonomiyaki; it’s one of the most peaceful places I’ve visited.
First things first. I changed my room’s light bulb! Okay, that was to be second but I’m really happy; I don’t work well in white light and now that I have a more natural yellowish one, yeah! Then let me apologise for leaving all of you hanging on this series…won’t happen again. Computer trouble got ahead of me but I should be okay now.
I loved Osaka…still do; it’s like being in reverse Tokyo. You keep right on escalators, they have their own unique dialect; they are like rebels in a good, ‘youthy’ way. People are more friendly (I think)…more laid back I’d say than the guys up North. The Osaka castle is awesome…impregnable they say; I watched Samurai X (Rurouni Kenshin) as a kid so hearing about the Tokugawa Shogunate and the Shinsengumi in real life was a dream come true. I also tried my first roller-coaster at Universal Studios Japan. Yeah, that was something; I’ll call it ‘flying by force’, because three quarters of the time you’re barely even sitting on the chair. I met my cousins that side; that was nice… Oh, and also this super hot girl; … What was really weird was that I felt like I had been living there for quite some time; like I knew all the people around, the streets… I fit in there quite easily! Yep, Osaka’s on my ‘places to re-visit’ list.