It was this year’s Christmas, around a new humble brick house, in the middle of green rice fields, when the sun hidden between the cloudy sky, after the mountain wind gently danced around what we call a family. Yes, it was there I met you again after a while. Lanjutkan membaca “In the Line of Your Smile”
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Precious Things Time to Time
There are many precious things from time to time in our lives, scattered along the path we walk on. Randomly came, and sometimes gone forever. Even when we face it, sometime we just not really look at it.
A Comes Again Feeling
It is already one and a half-year we separated each other, took our own path, and keep away our very own feeling all the way. I was sure that we shall never meet again in the way we used to be. But life – always – unpredictable, isn’t it.
Do You Feel Lonely?
They have said that human are social being, they can’t exist without another, from every aspects we see – whether religious, scientific, cultural, economy – we just can’t exist alone, well perhaps we can live in some deserted land – alone for a while – than what after that? In other side of this cruel world, there perhaps some who desire loneliness, perhaps since their hatred toward the society or the feeling of unneeded.
A Never Arrive Understanding
Last morning, I have a chat with someone from my past via twitter – not a long chat at all. She was “a nearly fiancé” to me, we know each other at high school, our families acknowledged our relationship, everything were – if I may say – beyond perfect. Well, that was definitely the story until some couple of years ago. I know nothing will last forever in this world, impermanence, but I never though it would only that long – say about four or five years.
Drops of Melodies and Memories
These days rain has poured my small city right after the afternoon starts dazzling lightly. The drops fill the porous land slowly but surely, until rise a level of water which sweeps away its way to the lower grounds. Cold breeze often shivers me by surprise, when I sat on the little veranda just to feel the joy of rain gazing.
The Blank Words
The world have been filled with so much words, in poetry, in hymn, in a letter that we received this morning, convey so many feeling from all over the planet. Picturing one’s motives, paths, conviction and heart.
Clouds Before The Eyes
Even my head starts to ache since this morning and the morning before, deep inside – somehow – I feel strangely lighter than before. I don’t know, whether this is the feeling we get when we manage – again, somehow – to let go the past; or it just a temporary stillness before the incoming of a great storm.
Leaving Bhyllabus Again
Suddenly there is something stroke sharp within my chest this morning. I think I have some of precious moments from the past were flashing rapidly within my mind. I don’t understand, I think I’ve take a good care of my medication lately – but surely its not about physical matters – my heart beats rapidly moment to moment as their past flashed quickly.
I need to hold myself, more than that, I need to hold my tears. I’d like to leave Bhyllabus for some moments, at least I wish it only for a moment.
Call It Home
World so vast, just by looking up to the sky, we know that there are other places connected under that single blue sky. One can find oneself in a very unfamiliar land, so its people call one as a stranger. No matter what is the reason behind it, job related, education related, or anything else, we can be so far from what we call a home.
But do one know, that one still so lucky – if I may say so – since there is still a place that one may call it home, a place where one’s heart belong to. But there is lot – and I really mean a lot – of people, those no longer have a place to call home, even a lot of them don’t have it since their were born. Say it because of war, because of disaster, or else. They always feel, where ever they’ve stand this long, all was a stranger land, not even close to call it home.
But truly, home should be where our heart feels the warmth, the comfort, the love of our family. When those warmth, comfort, and love break down the boundary of space and time – and we would find that everywhere are our home sweet home.
So, how about you, where is your home, where are you belong to?
