time & i'm waiting

TIME. is it something like sand in our hands and tickling away through the gap between our finger without our notice? or we might have noticed it and we act ignorant to it?

the world is always on the move. it is rotating around the sun, like how the moon would rotate around the earth. and the whole solar system is rotating around the milky way, our galaxy.

time is a mysterious space. it is an unknown. but somehow or rather we know it.

it exist. time exist. everyone knows it. and most of us are wasting it.

Einstein has come up with a theory called The Theory of Relativity.
simply put, if proven, it allows us to travel through time in space.

and yes, just as you were wondering whats that?

it enables us to travel back to the past and forward us to the future .. its that fasinating.

maybe we could agree on something ..
past time is something called "memories" and while if we forward time, it may be something called "future".

how bout sweet memories? its always in our mind. the days of happiness. the days of laughter and the days of together.

we would remember the good old times .. we talk love, we share life, we share experiences, we like one another and we enjoy one another's company.

and we would remember the bad times.
well, since its bad, lets not talk about that.

and how about someday, if we can travel back time. we can change all the wrong to rights, all the sufferings now to be happiness once again. we could travel back space to time, to the good old times to tell her, i really love her. tell her, i would really want to treasure you.

or travel through time to the future, to look at what you are in future and try to change the present, simply by loving someone more or maybe finding someone new?

why?

because we know, whats was past has become memories and the one may or may not be in the picture of the future.

we don't want that to happen and we would want to save it.

well ..

sometimes, we are stuck in time, for every 1 step we take, past times or memories would pull us 3 steps back or more.

maybe the only solution is to forget all memories. all cleanly forgotten.

but who would be so cruel as to do that? YOU?

and also maybe, when we try to chase back time to the old good times. but the forward time or future would hold us back.

would you long for yesterday? or would you embrace a new future?
would you mind if the picture of the past cannot exist in the future? or the picture of the future doesnt allow the picture of the past?

can you accept the fact that sad to say, but well, its over?

and yes, there ain't no time machine yet. i'm sorry.

the space between present and future is maybe something we would called "wait".

how long to wait, this we don't know, and who knows? probably GOD knows, but he just wouldnt say.

maybe the past might somehow or rather catch up with the future and the future would have something associated with the past.

how do we know? probably by .. waiting.
and so slowly as time goes by, waiting for time to pass or to come.

sometimes we know the answer or sometimes we might not, we think we know and we think we don't. but time has the power to change every answer we have now to the another.
and it happens to everyone breathing this same air in this planet earth.

but we have to wait, for how long we don't know.
GOD might know? maybe ..

we can only wait. waiting for someone to come by. but what if there is no someone coming by? are we waiting for a lifetime??

so, what do you think? maybe miracles do happen and we just have to wait?

memories has past, and the future is unknown. but what we have now is present, a present or a gift.

treasure the present. hold it tight. because frankly speaking, it is only what we have.

you know, sometimes, i would want to go back time and do more .. do more not just for the present, but for the future. but i'm being forced not to. it's that sad. forced by reality.

and then we feel helpless .. not able to do anything but watch time fly pass. this power of force is so strong that, i felt helpless and i have no choice but to chose the only choice. and thats the only path. but i dont choose that path. im forced to.

well, maybe there's nothing much to do now. except to treasure the present and wait for the future to give us an answer.

time heals, time reveals and time tells .. wait

but be prepare to grab it and do something when it comes .. and how do we know when it comes?
feelings? instincts? predictions? wild guesses? or sixth sense?

well, actually we just know it!

with love.

road of life or waiting

The road was long, full of bends and curves and entrances and exits. The surface was bumpy and full of potholes, it was windy and cold, it was not an easy task to walk along this road.

there was no ending to this road. the front was always another horizon. while sometimes clear and sometimes hazy. it's so hard to see whats ahead.

there are no signs to tell you where you are and worst still there are no lights to lead you the way, other than in the day, the sunlight, and in the night, the mellow moonlightings.

walking along this road was never easy.

it used to be with my friends. helping one another, cheering one another. we walked this road. we endure and we perservere together.

we share many memories, good or bad. and it makes walking more interesting and meaningful. and those were my friends. really good people.

and then one day ..

it was a bit better than walking with friends. it was walking but in a slower pace, it was more like a stroll. we enjoyed the scenery, we enjoy talking about what we see and most importantly we enjoy one another's company.

the bumpy road was not bumpy anymore, together we sheltered from the strong wind, together we walk along the bends and we walk around the curve ..

and the best of all .. we saw light at the horizon. a bright light..

a future .. perhaps?

though along the road, there might be arguements & quarrels on where to go to, it is an exit? or to go to another entrance? or should we speed up a little? or should we slow down a little?

but it was more or less of a normal thing.

till one day..

where we reached a crossroad. there was an agruement. a big one.
while she know she wanted to turn left and it was all in her mind.

she let off my hand and turn left. sensing that i would never ever turn left with her. and she run ... run .. run. untll i could see her no more.
im lost and she is also lost from my sight.

i'm jammed in a daze and at a crossroad. and walking this road seems meaningless.

what's next for me?

for i am once again walking along this road .. and yes ..
well, alone.

*smile*

however, my friends caught up with me. they give me a pat on the back, and say, to me " its ok, don't worry, we will walk with you. come, don't brood, lets move on. "

i was touched. i became emotional and i cried.

they tell me it was alrite. but again, they tell me. after you had cried. be done with it. and move on. and this time round. we wont be strolling but .. we will walk faster. we have to be faster than the others.

and from there.. i became stronger.. and we walk many miles from there onwards.

and well, time sure flies ..

though we may be walking on different streets but we're still on the same road.

but ..

someday, i wouldnt mind walking a bit slower ..
someday, i really wouldn't mind crossing over maybe ten streets or twenty streets just to see her
someday, i don't really mind changing the way how i walk
someday, i really don't mind carrying her and i endure all the pain

i really don't mind walking the way how she would walk the road.
i really don't.

and again .. thats someday.

In this road of life..
everyone is walking, while some are running, running ahead of others.
while some are just contented with life and they stroll, knowing that at the end of the road, everyone will just be there.

but i want to run faster than others. i want to be ahead of many many people.
i want to be able to stroll and enjoy the scenery after running much faster than all the people and after running ahead of millions and millions of people.

However ..

i'm willing to slow down and cross over to the other street.

i'm willing to stop, wipe my sweat and smile and say hi.

but again .. will this someone come and say to me .. " hey hi! how are u? why are you doing here? come, lets move on together."

when? someday ?

and are we turning left again? will there be another entrance?

if there is .. i won't mind!


*smile*

alone and all alone

have you ever, sometimes, when stuck in the middle of a crowded area, looking at many many people. and while all this you're sitting alone.

and maybe we try to observe what's around us. sometimes, i think people are really very fasinating creatures. as inside everybody tells us a different story.

i can feel the cool breeze run against my cheeks, i hear the rustling sound of the leaves. today is a sunny day, the bright ray of sunshine, so warm, so wholesome. i feel peace and quiet.

and i just enjoy sitting at there. probably. i dont know why, but, isn't it a blessing to be able to just sit down do nothing and enjoy what we enjoy looking.
and in the middle of a busy place?
i look at families, they represent happiness. i enjoy looking at babies, they represent pure & innocence.
but i try to avoid couples, maybe they represents jealousy to me. and maybe.. i probably dont like them.

*smiles*

and in the middle of the night at road. it was a long road.. and it was the same road, the same lamplights, the same bend, and the same route i took many many times.

i look left and i saw my double..

he was happy, he was smiling. he was enjoying the ride home. i think i can see him singing songs and maybe hymming some songs too. probably, i saw someone sitting behind too.

and in a blink of an eye he disappeared.

and thats me.. i think! and theres someone sitting behind.

and probably it was an image from my memory which was projected out.
i try to hold back, but i couldnt .. a tear still manage to find its way out and roll down my cheek.

everything is the same. but sad to say this time, im travelling alone & the feeling is totally different.

back home from my window, i saw a plane flew off, flying across the pitch black sky accompnied by the glittering stars and Mr Moon, who is smiling at me and right beside the flying plane.

i like to travel and who don't like to travel?

Someday, i would like to go to the Vatican City, to look at the breathtaking art of the master artistes, witnessing the highest order of art form in this world with this someone.

i would like to go to Paris, i want to understand one more time what romance is. and how it feels to be romantic with someone you love most.

i want to go to Hawaii .. enjoy the basking sun, soak in the crystal clear blue water and enjoy a candlelight dinner with a love one on the beach

and not forgetting the majestic view of Mt. Fuji in the land of the rising sun. how romantic that could be if you could hand in hand hold her, cuddle her in your arms and hug her telling her she is the most wonderful person in your life, while looking at the scenic view of Mt Fuji

i ask .. when will the plane bring me along with him? when will he bring me to where it is going?

i sigh, helplessly ..

but what's the use? I'm alone.

maybe you like to travel alone. but i don't.

i hope and i also pray. but now all i can do is to wait..

maybe one fine day, someone will come, hold my hand again.
and, well again, i hope and i pray and i also will wait.


so .. would you come hold my hand?