blogging...
its my daily routine..
reflecting on the day.. thinking..
the heart is feeling heavy.
what? why? who? when? where? how?
the 5Ws and 1H for GP essay.
i din know they can be applied here too.
so im waiting, observing, thinking, wondering and trying.
does it always have to be me?
cz its making me feel like i am forcing and trying too hard all the time.
damns.
haix.
theres this cloud that was born into the sky one day.
he saw how beautiful the sky was.
and wanted to be part of its beauty.
he wanted to decorate the sky so that more ppl would realise the wonder and admire it too.
so he travelled into the sky and let the wind blow himself into pretty little shapes.
hoping to make the sky more beautiful.
he was a rabbit, then the wind blew him into the shape of a rose, then into a majestic mountain.
he was happy.
but soon, he looked around, and realise that he was not the only one decorating the sky.
and what made him feel worst was that, the other clouds were making better shapes than him.
the others were prettier, and they were the ones making the sky more beautiful.
not him.
he was insignificant.
he was just like a grain of sand on the beach.
insignificant, unimportant, not needed.
the broad, borderless sky can do without him.
perhaps, the sky might even look more beautiful without him.
he was upset.
and he wanted to disappear from the sky that very moment.
i feel like the cloud.
and i feel like i am destroying ppl's lives.

mata ne..