Somehow, somewhere, I’ve watched these little stories.
One of them is about a guy with blonde hair.
He’s an agency detective that holds dear to his own principles, to not let anyone die on his watch. He even has a book recording his goals, ambitions and everyday scheludes. One day, while he was waiting for the subway train to arrive, he saved a girl from a suspicious case containing bomb. After resolving the issue, he decided to go into the tunnel to double check the safety of the railway tracks. The girl, out of curiousity, forced him to take her with him. Venturing deeper into the tunnel, he surprisingly discovered more bombs tied up to the tracks.
Right then, in one swoop, he was knocked unconcious from behind. When he came to his senses, he was tied up by a former criminal that he locked up in jail. This bomber connected one of the wires of the bomb to the body of the girl and the other, to the railway tracks. Deactivate one, and the other will activate.
In that moment, he had to make a choice.
A girl or the life of a hundred passengers?
To follow his ideals or the sake of majority?
If you were him, what would you do?
This is one of the situations I think we had all experienced before. Maybe not in the struggle to save lives, or a peculiar situation where ones we cared about are held hostages. But, just as important to us. Scale it down a little to the moments you chose to confess, which university you applied to, which group of friends you joined and whether or not you go on that trip. Some choices are small, some are huge while some completely changed our lives from that point.
Because to make up the life that we chose right now, we embraced countless choices. And we did it without the ability to predict whether the future it holds carries our desired outcome or not. We did not know whether it was ok to make that decision. To leave precious things behind and move on, or to stay and persist. We simply do not know if we had made a right choice.
But the thing is that, there isn’t one.
Whether we chose to do it, or not do it, there will always be regrets. There are never ultimate yes and no. We know this, because we’ve seen this again and again.
A green-haired boy who has been bullied and ridiculed his entire childhood, chose to rush out and save his bully despite being utterly powerless against the villain.
A promise made by him to a girl he loved in afterlife that no matter where or when he meets her in the future, he would come to love her and marry her. Even if she can’t stand or walk, sick or can’t have any kids. Against the 6 billion to 1 odds, he will still love her.
An action she took to shelter her bullied friend, making her another target for the bullies and ostracised by her other classmates that are too afraid to get invovled.
A determination of a boy to ask a girl that has her memory wiped again and again every week to be his friend. Despite realising the pain of having himself forgotten, he still chose to continue, every single week.
A ‘yes’ to an invitation to North Pole, with a bunch of friends she had never met before, and to experience her youth in ways that she had never imagined. Almost as if she is reaching out to a place, further than the universe.
And a choice that defies every choices thrown at him, with a new path created by himself. ( they both actually survived this )
In the end, it is our choice to be a hero, to love, to protect, to persist, to pursuit freedom, to stick to our ideals and much much more. We made our choices based on a lot of things and no one can get all of the choices right. This is what makes our life meaningful because we are here for that one choice we made, built up by our past routes, followed by our decisions in the future.
It’s a choice that has been presented to us, and will keep on appearing, in shapes we can never imagine.
That one choice.