Sunday, September 20, 2015

Alone

Being alone is so good sometimes, like white sound, like cool breeze passing through the valley where you can spend the whole summer and enjoy watching trees grow new green leaves, fresh and smelling wonderful. It's like a cup of coffee which becomes your companion with an amazing book when you walk through the pages and interact with characters, laughing, crying, feeling every little word, every little emotion described in those lines. Yes, I know it is not something everyone relates with, but a lot of people can.

But sometimes, it is like a walk on hot sand, when it feels the sun is scorching heat ball and is trying to melt you to water you crave so much, like the hot air which is all around you but offers no help in cooling down your burning skin, and you miss the touch of a loving hand. Yes, this is something a lot of people relate with.

What does it say about us? We relate with the horrible aspect but not the beauty of it, why do we ignore all the good and see the bad? Maybe just a change of perception and the same situation can be rosy, peachy and whatever else you wanna call it, I prefer Golden somehow. I don't know how to do it, but it is a decision to accept the Golden picture and seek it in every situation, every scenario. I know I will find it.