Sometimes Life Does Not go The way We Want It

As the cascading rain kissed the earth, I stood in my solitary thought. Looking back at the passing years, so many things I've been through, bad or good. Each added a unique color in my picture of life, making it richer in colors and diversities. Some lines and colors were not supposed there. In my point of view, they made the picture gloomy and sad. Yet, sometimes and often, life did not go the way we want it. We could only shape and bend the form and the color we wanted. Yet, the end result was the combination of our projection, effort, and fate.

Once again, I gazed at the swirling rain by the wind as some cold water splashed my face, making me twitch in a jump. Like the rain, sometimes our presence brought goodness in some certain amount, at other times, ours could bring menace, depending on the duration and the amount of water level being pouring down into the earth. We could only try our best to keep our balance in terms of those specific needs, in order to bring goodness out of us, to feel happiness. The outcome of such effort was not within our hand.

Life is an everlasting struggle and journey. It is always a combination of hope and sorrow, of happiness and sadness, of living and dying...always two opposite things of a coin...they always switched in turn... nothing lasted forever. And when life does not go the way we want it, all we could only do is keep on going, never giving up hope. That's what makes us alive... to feel sorrow and happiness in turn... to keep on trying our best in life...to feel pain and hurt...to feel joys and bliss...

The rain has stopped that brought my thought into my current situation. It's the beginning of my unpredictable journey. Battered and bruised at my first early steps, but now I grow accustomed to it. One thing for sure, this journey someday will come to its end which in turn might lead me into another voyage. This pain and hurt might someday end and replaced totally new feeling :-)