A Moment and More

It was eerily quiet, an unusual occurrence because of all the altercation and commotion that’s been taking place around the nation. Gladly though, it was an immense alteration to what seemed like a labyrinth in pulsation and a zone of erroneous conduction.

The cool breeze was filling up the entire four-walled location, which she’d claim as her own personal hub — a place where her thoughts didn’t seem to falter and the memories, always in a safe shelter.

Snuggling closer to her best friends in bed, her pillows, and curling up with her furry companion (which people know as a blanket), she just found it even harder to sleep. Something was triggering her nocturnal self to be active once again. *sigh* Maybe, it was that day.

Sitting closely, their random yet unending stories seemed to have pulled them even closer to each other and pushed them away from the unfamiliarity that once drew them apart. The sound of their laughs filled up every empty musical sheet, and now had harmony with their melodies.

Clearly, they were digging in deeper to each other’s thoughts and trying to slowly unfold the mystery behind the remains of the past.

For a moment, they locked their gazes towards each other and held on for a while. Their orbs flew back from the dungeon of oblivion that they were stuck in. Their lips quivered — seemingly in the process of entailing something that’s way beyond their knowledge, but now being set out to broad daylight for one to decipher.

As clichés would state, they were like the negative and positive charges: a duo of contradiction yet was brought together by the law of attraction. Let alone, they were apparently two souls bonding with the probabilities in life…. and possibly, love, at that.

And so…

For a moment, she thought of the possibilities trying to fit in her mind, taking away the interest drought she grew up with.

For a moment, she actually wanted to just be free from her inhibitions and settle with what’s laid out there, right in front of her.

For a moment, she chose to forget all her standards and the walls she’s been building up high to avoid further nuisance.

For a moment, she thought about what could happen with the proximity that’s dawning and coming to her life.

For a moment, she wondered about how it feels to feel something for not just for anything.

For a moment, she tracked all the what ifs she’s been throwing herself for the past decades of her existence.

What if she gets in trouble with her decisions? What if she goes beyond the line? What if she’d mistake someone as for the good? What if she’d be taken for granted?

For a moment, she put all those what ifs at the least of her priorities and sucked up the comfort of simplicity.

For a moment, she decided to just go with the flow of whatever that was given to her.

For a moment, she wondered about how it feels to let someone in without depriving him of the chance to know her flaws and that entire buzz within her.

For a moment, she considered the chances of falling into something magical yet really indescribable at the same time.

Killing Chivalry

As modern era of computer technology continues to wrap up our minds and the instant modification of such resources becomes a global trend, it seems that some things are now taken in a whole different way. It is undeniably helpful with regards to the developments in the processes that are needed for the country’s economy; but really eradicated the importance of some practices that should have been maintained to further strengthen the bond and fellowship among us.

With the news that Valentine’s Day would only be a few days away, almost every netizen will have to be voicing out his/her opinions regarding the matter. Either expressing delight over the news or showing their discomfort with the idea, it just shows that nowadays, the words “romantic relationship” and “love” are being taken to another world — social media.

In normal occurrences some years back, people would always be giving really deep emphasis on the importance of LOVE which also includes a romantic relationship between a girl and a boy. It was not something to be taken as neither a joke nor a phase of one’s youth. Perhaps, it is because people believe that love is somewhat a sacrament that needs to be taken seriously.

Indeed and with 101% certainty, love is not just an attachment rather it is and should be a mutual sharing of feelings that needs two people to work on it as not just something to post about on the Internet to be featured in relation with the trend of #relationshipgoals. There is no really correct and exact definition of love but personally speaking, I think and I believe that it is something that everyone should be ready for to avoid self-destruction and unfortunate circumstances.

Nowadays, even teenagers at the age of 10 get engaged in “romantic” relationships. It is such a shock for some people (including me) to come across young girls and boys getting all sweet while dating at food stalls, or kissing with the hands holding one another’s to mention some.

Taints, Mishaps and a Devolution

Ever heard of that one moment wherein you fail, you stumble and you become a source of disappointment? That when you come across such an unfavorable scene in your existence, you’d become someone who is unworthy of respect or encouragement? Well, indeed, that has got to be one of the most disheartening cases in life. 

Growing up as an academically inclined person, I knew that it has been painted in my face and body the impressions of people and expectations of many others, even though they aren’t being set out to me in a daily basis. There’s just that aura from people that surround me that makes me think of it, albeit I don’t really have the intention of noticing how they act. It just awfully happens, and so, I come to that stage wherein I even ponder about these things.

Usually, my late night thoughts would cover up about my dreams, my expectations and all the things that could be. It’s in nature that we, people, have many dreams that we will fulfill someday. Such thoughts lead me to my nocturnal self every single time. However, I find it as a reasonable answer to my insomniac side.

I lay awake in bed while hugging my pillows, and then there comes a bit of my thinking, seemingly in tornadoes and tsunamis that trigger me to fight my drowsiness no matter how restless I was. As they come and flood me with emotions, I cannot help but be brought back to those good, old days of being carefree and having no one to think about. It’s always refreshing to reminisce those days wherein all I cared about were my toys, the food I ate, having to take a nap every afternoon and all the things that seem to be mundane.

Opening my eyes to today’s current situation, I find myself in that state of “in betweens” – in between love and hate, in between contentment and disappointment, in between acceptance and anger, and above all, in between doubts and confidence.