Tuesday, June 4, 2013
Not that easy is it? When you imagine of crossing seas, to meet people, whom you vaguely remember , to join hands in family unity, plan picnics and get-togethers... Its an ecstatic feeling to think of many things, aspiring to achieve them.
But the trip never happens, you never see the other country, the imagination, only a film in your mind, sometimes filed in the sub-conscious returning to entertain you in the nights as a midnight encore. The people you wished to meet never see you, the ones you wish to talk to never hear your voice.
And they are not found again to connect the dots, and expand the picture. The image becomes smaller year by year, the faces fade, some faces depart to adjoining scrapbooks, collages in the next room wall.
Ever wondered why we are here? To realize after all that song and dance, you are left on your own. On a wide sea, as sea animones, sway past you, not stopping to talk, think or even notice your presence. Its the way the world is, how many times have you forgotten to notice others as you thrill in some other's company.
Rest in Peace is what you can say, far away, seated devoid of emotion, yet mourning the ties are dwindling. It is now ti9me to wonder who will you meet if at all you get a chance to go there and see the new world, flourishing with new families, children and laughter.