Thursday, July 19, 2012

I want my freedom...


I was born in an average type of family, since the day that I was born; I am always there at my parents’ side. Their words are my ways and their words are laws that I need to obey. When I failed to obey them there is a punishment. I need first to ask permission before I go to the place I wanted. I want to break free…


People say, students are free. They can do everything they wanted. Then, why do students need to go to school, why do they need to review their lessons, why do they need to pass all the requirements that their teachers give to them. Therefore, students are not free at all. They need to do all of this to passed, for them to graduate and have a good job. 





When you have a job, you cannot consider yourself free. Why, because workers need to cope up to the stress that their job and their boss give to them. They have to work hard for them to have a good performance and to have a good compensation.








I cannot consider having a love life is truly free... When you are in love, you feel different kinds of emotions, especially the hurts and pains. You can only experience the happiness in a short time but most of the time you are emotional.







Well, all of this is part of life. It is a cycle; all of the situations are always repeated. You cannot run to the problems, trials, circumstances, challenges that you encounter but rather you have to face it.






The true meaning of freedom for me is free from all sorts of hurts, depression, frustration and anxiety. Your mind, body and soul are free. When you are truly, free the only thing you feel is happiness. 









I am not truly free. For me, I can only have the freedom that I wanted when I meet the end. Since the day I experience such things I realize that freedom is not that easy to get. It is not all about getting all you want or do you what you what. Freedom will come when it is time; and I am very tired of waiting that time but still I am waiting for that freedom and I hope my Freedom will come very soon...
























Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Private Things


“I thought about how there are two types of secrets: the kind
you want to keep in, and the kind you don't dare to let out.”


― Ally Carter



There once a child who loves to write. He made everything control on his imagination and he had a slip of tongue because he has the Gift of Gab. He don't want the flag of the truce. He wants to be a diamond of the fist water to everybody. All of the truth to everyone is white lie. All of his truth to others is an autopian scheme.


A girl went to a forest, unaware of the danger things, she happily go in there. She meet the wild flowers and they became friends. Enffrontery, the girl feint when she started to speak about her life. The wild flowers know nothing but they don't mind, for them they are happy no matter what and think that they are the same.
 

The girl make friends to everyone, and one day she hear a voice. She meet a shadow of a person, a child like her. They became friends, but the time comes that the girl need to go back home. The girl went home and the shadow disappeared in the darkness...FOREVER....

Thursday, July 5, 2012

Sound of Silence

IGNORANCE IS MY NEW BEST FRIEND

I considered myself as a sound of silence, why? Because I am Ignorant in many things though I am now in a legal age…

I admit it, I am ignorant, my mother sometimes told me that specially in doing household chores, but I know how to do household chores I’m just kinda bit lazy doing it. My friends also told me that word, I am ignorant specially when they telling their Love Life to me and cry when they get hurt with their break up.

Yes, I am a sound of silence with that because I don’t have any experience especially with that kind of relationship, and I don’t want to engage with that kind of relationship by this time because I might get hurt, and I don’t want to lose my focus on my study and I feel that I can’t handle such kind of responsibility. I am a sound of Silence because sometimes I’m not aware of what is happening around me.

There are things that I don’t know sometimes I asked my classmates and friends what is the meaning of this and what is the meaning of that, and what is the meaning of everything that I don’t even know or I just don’t remember that my friends already know.

Sometimes I commit mistakes though I really don’t know what I have done and I feel sorry with that.

But learning is still on the process, without mistakes you will not learn. There are things we really don’t know yet and we are curious with that but the answers will come when we least expect it.

Being ignorant is not a curse; I think it is just a way for someone to avoid something or just a decision not to know the truth or not to accept the truth for them not to be hurt.