Thursday, January 8, 2009

SUNSHINE

Rainy thursday.

"Was life nothing more than a storm, that washes away what had been there only a moment before, and left behind something barren and unrecognizable..."-from Memoirs of a Geisha by Arthur Golden

It feels like being drenched again and again in this pool of tears. Any of us can speak frankly about pain until we are no longer enduring it.

Painful.
Painless.

I have yet to see the sunshine until tomorrow. God knows how i have loved the warmth of this sunshine that shone brightly in my gloomy life. God knows how my irrational tantrums had been tamed by this light.. how my life had been so different when it engulfed my whole being. It was only this sunshine that made me realize how my hopeless life is supposed to be lived with all the smiles. Because the sunshine once spoke to me...

.... that i deserve to be happy.

And finally the rain had eased to a mist.

And I am waiting for my sunshine...

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