Life

It's been how many years and my life is still the same. Now that i have completely lost my faith in something i believed in for so many years, i suddenly feel utterly lost. The dreams, hopes, and prayers are gone. If there is such phenomenon i would rather avoid in this lifetime, that would be disillusionment. I feel like bursting to a million little pieces.

One day I was on my way home, it was raining so hard i cant even see the road. I was so pissed because i have no umbrella and i was carrying one too many shopping bags in danger of being completely drenched.

Then i saw these kids on the street wearing only their tattered shorts, dancing and playing in the rain. Their feet were bare, their skin bronzed due to prolonged exposure to sunlight, their face aged by poverty when they were only so young.

But what surprised me was the smile on their faces, smile which almost tore their faces to halves, smile which would have reached the heavens, smile which can be compared to those of cherubs. They were singing in the rain, dancing to a tune maybe only they could hear, stomping their feet to splash the water, and shouting their hearts out.

I was completely abashed by its simplicity. A lesson i always believe but completely forgotten was just flased before my eyes. A lesson which is probably locked away in the deep recesses of my heart. Life can be simple and happy if we can only see such simple joys as profound happiness, if we only value simple things that we have as a token of contentment and joy. That we can be happy if only we wish to be.