What does it feels like...

1. To be a soldier?
I was eating my $2.50 McBreakfast when I heard a really special interview on air.
98.3 live interviewed 3 Israeli women soldiers and asked them about their army lives.

Host: So, when do you go into the army?
Soldier 1: After you graduate from high school, you'll enter army at age 18. I was very shock when I first enter. I guess every boy or girl will be shock when they first enter. But later, it just got better.

Host: So is there a difference in the training between the men and women?
Soldier 2: Well, it really depends on what course you are in. If you are in air-force, maybe your Basic training will be 6 months, but there is really not much difference between men and women. If you are in admin or first-aid, then you'll have a Basic training of 2-3 months. There's a little difference for men and women in low level training, where the boys will train longer.

Host: So what do you gain from your experience?
Soldier 3: You learn to be more independent. I guess it was really hard in the beginning. But now, I miss my times in army. You know you cannot 'cry to your mummy' anymore. Maybe on the phone. But it's different. You cannot really cry to your mummy now.

Well, I tot of being a soldier before. Because I think there's a lot of things that I will be able to learn inside army and not from outside. And I've always admired the bonds they had with their fellow recruits.
But the social world seems to tell me that my thoughts are a bit crazy. And looking at all my chocolates and comfortable 'smelly' pillow, I have second thoughts.


2. To be a father?
I always try to fathom the excruciating joy and excitement from a father's perspective.
But I can't. Well, of cuz. I'm not a man.
And maybe because of that, that's why I really wanna know!
A dimension of thoughts and feelings that I will never ever be able to comprehend.

On my bus ride home, I saw a family waiting at the road junction.
The father was carrying his new-born baby, and his wife was by his side. Perhaps the baby is only 1-month old, because he looks so small.

The father gently rocked his soundly-sleeping baby up and down. Then he brought his lips close to his baby and gave him a sweet kiss on his forehead. Then, he smiled and looked into the face of the baby. As if the kiss was not enough, he brought his baby up again and, this time, pushed his lips against his forehead. Unable to curb his love, he kissed him once again.

Before he knew it, the traffic lights turned green and his wife tugged him to move.