Salam all.
There’s a lot to say now. But I’m still figuring out the words that I want to use. I don’t know how accurate the words would be, but there’s no harm in trying. What can I say, my whole life’s been a lesson. Sometimes there are just those times that I don’t want to learn. It’s more like I chose to ignore them. It’s like they say, ignorance is bless. But it’s also a murderer.
Throughout my life, I’ve seen in all. Lots of different- yet similar characters in this little play in life. There are many things that life can give us. You see, life, is a crazy thing. There’s good and bad, honesty and lies,loyalty and betrayal, love and hate, hello and goodbye. There’ll be good times and there’ll be bad times and also everything in between. But we can never know which way it’s going to go.
We are constantly finding ourselves in the middle of the crowd. Some will get lost on the way. And some will get caught up in all there was to offer. Life is like that you know. It’s just crazy and impossible - and sometimes it just doesn’t make any sense at all. It is unthinkable and unpredictable. Because there will be those things you see around you that you can’t understand. Yes, I’ve seen it all. Mistakes that people make and chose to hide. Trying to move on with a dark past catching up behind. But still we’re not willing to take the opportunity that comes by.
Maybe we can all be honest, but we can’t stop from hurting others with the truth. Sometimes the truth can get back to our face because nothing we do, is without consequences. A pebble in the water makes a ripple effect.
What you’re going through in your life makes you think that you’re the only ones ‘acting’. Then all that’s left is by looking at other people’s scene. It can make your mind wonder if you can be like them. We look at the world through our eyes and we are the ones acting in our own play. We think that we have all the problems in the world on our shoulder and then we cry every night. We often wonder why it’s happening to us and not other people. But we’re far from truth. Like I said, our eyes, our play. We only see what’s inside but the outside counts too.
If we can see the world through someone else’s eyes, perhaps we would understand. Not everything bad is ours. And not everything good either. Anyone with a gift, will have a flaw. And anyone who laugh, can also cry. When there’s ‘easy’, there’s ‘hard’. We’re given different scripts to our lives. Scripts that we made for ourselves. And we choose how the plot would be.
And then there’s just some people who stood still and watched. Spectators with eyes wide open. But their hearts are closed. Watching but not seeing. It’s much easier that way sometimes. But their hearts will burn. It’s just how it goes.
What we say matters, regardless of anything else. But so is our silence. So which one is better? How do we know we have the right line? Maybe we have people to help us at the side, but too much help can make you weak.
Then you make the choice of burying your secrets way deep in the well. So deep that no one can trace it. So deep that you don’t even think it’s yours anymore. We forget that the way of knowing ourselves is through those secrets. But we don’t want people to judge us. Criticize us. Hurt us. So it’s better if no one knows. But people with too many secrets will die and the grave will be their only witness. Is that how we want people to remember us?
There’s only so much we can take. But we can’t take it all, and we certainly can’t have it all. Maybe it’s time to stop trying so hard. Because we’re not the only ones living.
Sometimes life would give you a hard time and a reason not to live anymore. But there’ll be plenty of other reasons why you should stay. That is what we have failed to see. We don’t want to see beyond what is written for us. You will be left, hurt and broken. But time will keep you company. Or maybe you just would never heal. It’s not easy. But sometimes you have to sit down when standing up is hard to do.
When you think leaving is the only way, then leave. Don’t try so hard when you know deep down, everything is a mess. You can hide the bruise and damage that’s been done. But the scar remains in your heart. And that scar hurts more than anything else. Draw the lines to how much you can take. There’s a difference between sacrifice and being stupid. They can stand and watch everything fall apart and they can say anything. But you know why you have to leave.
You can’t make everything last forever. What goes up must come down and whoever says hello will someday says goodbye. All you can do is make the most of your life and cherish what you have with the people you love and people you meet along the way. ‘Cause in the end, that is all you got.
We are all actors in this little play. Choose our character well. Choose our story well. And tell them in the most beautiful way you can someday. Only then you will have no regrets in your life. Knowing that you have given the best you can in your part.
Iera Azmi : Sincerely from my heart :)
