A Life Interlude

When we looked at where actually this life is heading to,
The things that crossed on our mind for most of the time is where can we find happiness.
As the time passing by, every lil breath that drives in and out showing us how far it is we've gone through in that day.

Sometimes it feels so hard that you can't even breath inside your lunge,
Sometimes we also feel that nothing has really changed at all.
Everything felt like stay the same as if we repeated the same story over and over again.

We went home and stumbled off on our bed,
We took some time off and wondered if life would stay like this forever?
No matter how different that day from the others

In the end of the day, before we all go to our bed, we begin to question again
Have I gone through the life that I wanted today?
Some people might just too busy with their works and stuff that such questions would rarely crossed on their mind a bit.

But some of them may just couldn't stand the fact that these are the things that's been bothering them all the time no matter how busy they were.
In a time like that, we may just feel so anxious with our life journey and everything that we have gone through.
We then begun to ask question : what on earth am I doing all of these for?

I started to think that maybe what people say about human is right,
That we are one of those who always looking for our very-being in every other way.
One day, we seem to know what we wanted.
We struggled for achievements, credits, prestiges, good friends, love and whatsoever.

In all the struggles that we strive for, we felt so sure that thats the one that we wanted, the one thats best for us !
But when the day comes to an end, we go back to each of our contemplation.
We look back and realize that everything isn't as clear as we imagined before.
We started to remember that every little sweat and energy that we waste eventually melted into one single question :
What do I want in life?
It doesnt matter how many goals that we have scored,
How much money that we have made,
How glad we are that we have shared laughters with our friends and colleagues.
That question has never been changed, that a life that we’re going through means something different for each of us.

Some of us used to think that a life that we’re going through is not as good as the others have.
Or even we thought that our life is the worst of all.
But we never quite thought if other people’s lives is as good as ours?
The life that we’re going through shouldn’t be always be like what most people believe.
The life that we’re going through is the life that we always question every single day before each of us went off to bed.
That life doesn’t stop once we have accomplished something in that day,
It doesn’t mean also that life ceased when what we expected to happen in that day is vanished into a dark alley.
The life that we walk on lies beneath every contemplation and discovery of our desire and being in that single day.
In every tear that falls down to the ground and every laughter that splashed in our heart,
There where life starts,
A life that lies within the moment that flowing over times,
A life that we learn through our willingness in giving instead of demanding,
And the life that trully lives within our sincere feeling when the day reaches its dark.
This is life, welcome it with an open hand and live in every second it passes by.
Celebrate every little thing it tries to teach us.
And do not fade away form its grieving face,
Cause in every single scracth that it left us is a beginning that will lead us to the ‘happiness’ that we always looked for.


--- Life does not always be its best in every single day but it’s still always good to live at!

I Remember That Little Boy !

I remember the first time when I crawled on the floor as my Mom and Dad were so excited playing with me.

I remember the first day when I went to the school and wore my cute lil' uniform as I brought my superman toys with me.

I remember when I made friends with the other kids and running around the yard without even thinking that time is running.

I remember when the teacher called for my name as she took presence check before the class started and I excitedly replied: “here, here!”

I remember when I dreamed to be a lecturer and practicing in front of my mirror as if I were teaching in front of the class.

I remember when I was so happy as I got a trophy for my math championships and brought home a stack of books as the rewards and shown it to my Mom.

I remember when I cried all the day just for a blunt wish to get a new shoes while my Dad hadn’t be able to get me any as he had promised if I got good grades. But then by the end of the day, I forgot all those resentments and plays nearby the lake with friends.

I still also remember when I fell with bad grade and My Mom was preaching on me like I cant stop her speaking. Though I was so sad with that too, at the end of the day I ran outside and danced in the rain with the other kids.

I remember that little boy who has a great spirit and never-ending faith on his way, playing, running, dancing, laughing and crying as if there is no tomorrow.

Just when I stood in front of a kid books section at one of the book store yesterday, I started to realize that I haven't seen that little boy again for a quite long time.

As we got busy with life, works stuff, school, love-life and so on, that little boy has been left in time-cage that he hardly to get out and play.

People nowadays see the very truth of themselves in the public wants, when they get a decent job, gorgeous partner and on-the-top of life position that any other people might not experience that.
We judge ourselves for not being happy and secured in a matter of those deeds.

And when we failed, we started to question whether we have done everything right or not. We doubted the very credibility of ourselves for not being able to reach that line and trapped in an interminable wail of griefs.

Man started to question about their very existence when no one sees them as the other did.
We then decided to take a good break and discovered of what could have gone wrong with everything. That we should have done this and that.

Or take the most extreme way, we feel tired and gave up with everything (even ourselves) and think may be it meant to be this way and this is enough (at least) for that moment.
We finished the day with a pathetic statement that sounds like : “hey maybe you were meant to get something else, or maybe you were meant to be someone else!”

Whatsoever the final conclusion that we made in the end of the day, I was trying to say that we (still) have that little boy inside there. A creature that knows no fear, no doubt and no giving up when he wants to get something.

He has never gone away or disappeared all this time. We just never realized that he still existed in our adult life. He’s there, sitting on the couch and waiting to be called by us to play outside and dance in the rain.

--- Life is an occasional burst of laughters rising above the interminable wail of griefs ---