Matahari dan Awan

Last night for the first time ever, I dreamt of Flying.

woohoohooo! Phuket, August 2006

Yeah not exactly flying without wings, (like me sister who fly through buildings and over mountains, through the air in her dreams-supposedly cause she's so care free hmpfh) but with the safety of a parachute. But i was going very high and fast. It was quite euphoric, i might just be smiling.

That's weird coz semenjak 2 menjak ni its been far from carefree. Awan mendung berarak, with the occasional Matahari coming out for a few moments, sometimes a couple of hours, sometimes only under 10 minutes. Pelangi forms too in that short span of time, but all the time, out of nowhere rolling Guruh steals the show. Berrreboom.. but with no Hujan. Not yet?

Not ever I hope.

So, when the Matahari do come out, we should thank God. And make full use of it. Bright shiny days makes for happy smily faces. Altough at the same time, Hujan itu Rahmat. It makes us think (rationally we hope) about the blessings that we never fail to receive day in day out. Sometimes the Hujan also knock us into conciousness to never take things for granted.

To state the obvious, the very thing that makes us happy, gives us joy, actually are the same things that CAN break our hearts and plunge us into anguish. Just like a studying mother missing her daughters back home wiping away tears while watching them making faces on the webcam or a father's lament we've all heard on tv "anak2 ni tak tau kita sayang kan dia", while his rempit son struggles with his crutches.

Sigh. Life's like that...Oh its not just about parents and offsprings, its everything else also. The one that makes us HAPPY is the reason for our SADNESS too.

So there i was feeling the wind in my hair, spreading out in the clouds, was just about to fly over the mountains to the open sea, when the parachute just snapped. Euphoria turns to Nightmare. Free falling at speed, felt like peeing! And then i sharp pain on my back.

Rupa2nya those 3 wee sisters making faces on the webcam was jumping on me, pulling me out of bed and running away laughing!

You little ruscals!