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Thursday, August 10, 2006

Thrill

The fireman in the dryer incident is still fresh in the media. What was the idea behind it? A dare, a thrill, a prank or just plain stupidity?

I thought we get more sensible, think more of consequences and we take fewer chances as we get older.

As a child I remember getting all excited about lots of small things. Every thing outside the routine was a thrill.

As I grew up getting a new dress in the latest fashion was a thrill. Getting on the bus with friends to the college and unexpectedly finding the boys we liked on the same bus was a thrill. As we started dating the romantic gestures from our respective boyfriends gave us thrills. Jumping out of the window, bunking the lessons and sitting in the cinema was a thrill. Going on holidays with friends was a thrill. Talking with girl friends about eloping with the young men of our dreams was a thrill.

Being proposed and saying yes was a thrill. Being the centre of someone’s whole existence was a thrill. Setting up a new home was a thrill. Surprising him with a special meal or a gift was a thrill.

All these were harmless fun thrills, more of an excitement than a turbulent blood vessel bursting thrill. Every now and then we have those exhilarating, trembling, buzzing and intense physical thrills that come with the frisson. There is nothing wrong with that. It is the human nature.

Then there are some who goes that little bit further for their thrills. Their thrills get a little too quick, too often and too dangerous. They seek the thrill so they take the chance but at times they forget that their pleasure could harm someone else. The thrills get more and more daring. Isn’t like a drug addiction? You need more and more to get the same effect.

How far would you go for a thrill? Would you drive miles to see a friend for a few minutes? Walking barefoot on the wet sand by the sea? A train ride to London theatre? Sitting on the grass on the Great Orme with a bottle of wine and a friend?

How much risk would you take for a thrill? A ride on the big one in Blackpool? A night in the haunted house? Crossing the road in the middle of the traffic? Driving fast on the motorway? A ride on the newest, the highest and the fastest rollercoaster? Riding a fast motorbike? Flying a plane?  Parachute jump? Risking the most important thing in your life by doing something insignificant?  Taking something that belongs to someone else although you don’t need it? (Believe me, not all thieves are the needy ones.)

Would you go for more and more thrills at any cost?

Comments:
I used to hitch hike
many moons ago and walk
all alone through the streets
of London pissed out my young
skull.
Thrills, yeah not half!
But now in my sobriety
and advancing age just
looking back makes me go
cold!
What a fool-oh dear!
 
but now you can look back and say yes I did it...I lived my life. I am not sure if we get more sensible and wise or just turn into sissys as we get older.
 
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