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“Laughter”

It was around 5pm and the sun is setting while I went up to the roof and watched the glorious sun go down with pride. Then, one by one, the stars appeared in the sky like fireflies and as the stars twinkled in the sky, the moon stayed by their side giving light to the heavens of the night. It was easily said but it was never easy to part from this event, this event that filled the hearts of many people searching for inspiration. As one of these people, I was amazed by the beauty of the display of light and therefore my mind was totally cleansed. Everything seemed to be as clear as water from a reservoir and it felt like peace of mind with the state where no problems or regrets touch you heart and mind. But as the time went by, I broke free from this irresistible drug and started to think of things around me with a clear mind.

As I thought of my surrounding, there still lay a music that never leaves my mind, the music that takes my mind to another level of thinking. With this feeling, I thought of love; the love not for my parents or for God but love for the person who I liked at this very young age. Even this topic that entered my mind is an ecstasy that forces the self restraint to loosen towards that person who I liked. But with this variable in my mind, everything about her flowed as smoothly as wine in an elegant glass. I focused myself to the part where my actions would lead her to this same feeling which I have; force would be a preposterous way to lead her. I knew right there and then that the other variables that define me would be greatly affected like my academics and my friendship to other people. Being involved in this would make me feel hypnotized as soon as I could feel her presence.

Everyday seems like a long day because when I see her, everything around me moves so slowly as if time favors my feelings for her. Every word, action and thought matters if I went near her. I have seen my fellow men try and be with her; it breaks my heart if she would like the presentation of the man who had courage and skill to entertain her. I saw them liking what she likes, doing what she does but not loving what she loves. I saw them trying to incorporate with what she would always do, see, hear or feel but I saw that this was a mistake and that this was not a game. I took everything seriously but keeping in mind that I would not change myself and if she fell for me, it was because she liked me for what I am and not me who is trying to be like her. All these went to my mind because the stars and the moon told me these on that night when my mind was clear. I would not call this meditation because I was not concentrating nor forcing myself to clear my mind instead; I opened my mind to all the ideas told to me by what was surrounding me. After I thought of love, my body persisted that I go to sleep for night was drawing to an end and the sun was waiting for its turn to conquer the heavens. I slept and dreamt of many things all together in one small package that was to be opened in the future when it is already the right time. It was a long time already when I last had a dream. I don’t know if there is a rhythm for dreaming but I am sure that when I dream, I like my dream whether it was a positive or negative dream. At last, I woke up with the sun not yet rising and soon after I saw the girl I loved in school for I was destined to take a precious glance of her that day. As I processed what I have seen, I noticed that there was something different. I saw that the men serenading her were kept shut, the men giving her roses were gone of roses and the men together with her were swept away. I could not believe what I saw, my heart was burning, bleeding, dying. She was with another man whom she really loved a man truly compatible with her and as I drew closer to her, she noticed me. I greeted her like a friend of her would greet she smiled and we past by each other. At a safe distance, I laughed, I laughed hard, and I laughed loud, as loud as a howl of a wolf.

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The author of this blog is a student in a school full of havoc and chaos not in physical terms but in mental and spiritual terms. The teachers give the hardest tests and the most numerous requirements. Just to let you know... i don't really care about these things...
I wish for a lot of things and just like many of the students here in this school, I wish for extra time... time to think, time to relax and time to do my requirements...