Epitaph

“Every year on this date, I always am reminded by the beauty of trust, and of love. And that, will never change.”

This is what I wrote the moment I opened my eyes today.

And if I were to write an epitaph for her, for someone who taught me so much about love, about the beauty of having faith that a kid is really smart and capable of doing anything, I’d write this:

“Love is simple. It started out with a smile, and it ended up with a smile. And we nurture love with faith. It’s that simple.” 

Because without my maths teacher, I won’t be where I am today. Because a part of my heart is hers. Because she helped me figured out who I am when I was growing up. Because she taught me so many things about life.

Because in my life, she was irreplaceable.

So today, I was reminded by the beauty of love. Of how that simple thing could turn around the impossible. That who we love, become a part of us, an indelible one. And that is, exquisitely beautiful, isn’t it?

from.the.one.who.never.stop.dreaming

Friendship

There is a saying,

Show me your friends, and I’ll tell you your future. 

I just heard this a while ago but I couldn’t really object to the statement anyway. It’s dead on.

And if you’re lucky, some of your friendships, just like mine, turned into something beautiful. Because they became a part of your family.

There’s this string, I believe. The strongest one is for your soulmate. I like to think that this string, the strongest of all, is made of beautiful strings of myriad of colours, creating rainbow colours when it’s bright. Why? Because with your destined soulmate, you feel every range of emotions intertwined. Beautiful one, like rainbow.

Then there’s this friendship string. They have different colours. Depending on how your relationship is with the supposed friend. They won’t be as colourful as rainbows, but it will come close if it’s with some of your best friends.

Then it made me wonder. What is it that makes the friendship lasts. Because believe me, I’ve had my share of bad friendship that ended in heartbreaks.

I  came to simple conclusion. The one that lasts is the one where both listen to each other without judgment, and with pure intention to push each other forwards. Be it your soulmate, or your friends.

It may vary for other people, I mean, some would be comfortable in a comfort zone where their friends are there just enough to be a clown, or a substitute. But for me personally, that’s the essence of those who last.

Because we touch each other in every essence of the word. We touch other’s life, as they do us. But those with certain gentleness in the same frequencies as ours, are those who last.

And yeah. Enough rambling about those abstracts thing now. Lol.

 

from.the.one.who.never.stop.dreaming

Gratitude

I just had a long session of being slapped by words. Not intentionally of course, but I’m listening and thinking too much.

But the gist was…

I was afraid of myself. I always am. Because sometimes, the darkest part of myself is always the hardest to accept. But I mean, seriously, who isn’t a little bit afraid of themselves?

So yeah, this past 4 months or so, I..deliberately yet unknowingly had been giving into those sides. And I willed it into life. Scary, isn’t it. The things that happened when we realised it yet..didn’t fully comprehend it.

And then one sane person will ask, what do you have to do when you realise what happened? The answer is easy. Balancing.

The doing part? Not so easy.

How do we start, you ask. By remembering. By knowing which wolf to feed, by knowing what do you want yourself to be, by knowing that those who loves you, loves you for all of you, and by knowing that gratitude always takes such a big part in being humble. 

And through all this, if you stay, if you fight, if you will it, you’ll be better. Because isn’t that what we’re all hoping for? Making the world a better place, starting from ourselves?

from.the.one.who.never.stop.dreaming