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A feeling that says, "sigh... what will life bring me today... what will make me happy today?"
It's time to reflect, time to move on... look forward to things that re-energizes our soul.
Ahhh... the beauty of nature, the beauty of life enjoy the colours and moments of life while it lasts.
Enjoy the moment.
When I was younger, I didn't know what came to me. I rode my bike and tried to go on a straight line wondering how far I would go. Dust and smoke hit my eye, rain poured, but I still went on. Finally, when my legs and feet felt sore, I would stop and look around to see where I am.
She walks with modest curve, eyes recognizable and hair flowing. Her long, slender legs quietly seek out the ground, with one step gracefully before the other. Her hips sway from side to side like the soft melody of a Congo drum. Her luscious lips slightly curve into a small, secret smile, as she probably remembers of a private joke she had heard the day before.
She smiles with her dreamy eyes.
"I love the rain."
"Even when it makes the power fail?"
He asks as he wipes a raindrop off her nose.
I felt a cold slime lightly touched my big toe. I looked down and saw two silver gray fishes with black stripes playing with each other. One is tailing behind as if chasing the one ahead.
His words ripped my heart. The argument that day was short but for me, that was the last straw. I’ve had enough. My words are always misinterpreted. I meant something else and he understood it differently. Is my grammar too Asian?
As day pass me by, I can't help, but wonder how lost I am here. I don't feel at home. I don't feel at ease. Yes, people, I finally admit that being in the west is not what I can call "home". The east sounds so inviting, plus all of my friends are awaiting for my return! Life here differs so much from there. It's like being in another world. A world where time stood still and goes in slow motion. Being there gives me such a rush. A rush that I never felt before, not even back home.
Perfection is impossible in this chaotic world. That's what they say. For when the days are bright and sunny, rain comes and that ruins the perfect morning. This is the formula that everyone knows about life and this makes us believe that everyone else look at life in the same way.
So, we squeeze our creativity and talent to weave a perfect silk that tells a story of sunny days and storms...
Malakas ang ulan. Ngunit umaaraw. May kinakasal na tikbalang. Tumayo ang mga testigo dahil dinemanda ang nanay ng bida dahil sa pagnanakaw ng bagoong kaya sinampal niya ang kaniyang aso dahil kinain niya ito ng hilaw. Nagkamot na lang ng ulo ang aso dahil hindi pa ito naliligo. Humatsing si Tatang. Si Tatang Namoh pala ang bida dito, binata pero meron siyang tatlong anak. Dahil inanakan siya ng tatlong babaeng hindi niya kilala. At ang tatlong anak niya ay inanakan din, kaya siya tinawag na Tatang Namoh.
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