……We were seated so close to each other that I could feel the heat radiating from our bodies,
Then I took his hands into mine and intertwined our fingers cos I couldn’t bear it no more,
I must confess it felt so good, I mean really really damn good.
Then all of a sudden he removed his hands from mine. Seemed like he became conscious of our environment.
I gave him the why-did-do-that look, letting him see all the frustration on my face and I said…
“wats Ur problem??? I know there’s nothing between us but can’t u just relax and enjoy a beautiful moment like Wat we just felt????
Then I looked away wondering if he did not feel wat I felt.
Then thats when the magic happened!!
He gently took my hands in his, intertwined our fingers and looked at me. When I turned my head to look at him, my eyes met his and we were caught in something I can say was a trance. It was quiet, magical, so out of this world, something Ive never felt before…
Then suddenly I woke up and realised that it was just a dream…
I am not a kill joy but why do I become uncomfortable around people? I don’t really know why I am suddenly become too scared to talk, laugh or even smile.
I love to dance, go out with friends (that’s If I had any) but I always feel like that would wrap it all up but I do it anyways after all everybody does it. But am not “everybody”
I can’t sing (chuckling… Atleast I know that very well) but I must confess music heals me.
I love to draw as much as I love to read (excluding my class notes). I am fascinated by anything artistic. I think I can smell a good work of art from afar.
I think am weird. I maybe myopic but am not shortsighted. Far from that. Looking serious all the time is my thing at least you don’t express me to be moving around with a silly smile on my face. (for what? )
I have my bad and good moments, my sunny, rainy, stormy and all other days just like you do. (so stop looking at my like that).
But still I must confess, I love life. It’s the greatest gift, I believe one day I’ll fall love too, I have my crush (crushes_ if such a word exists), I believe in no sex before marriage (owe that to my Muslim background), am not afraid of death, (but it’s not like I want you die now) and above all, I love my Creator.
I guess these are the things that all come with being human
I couldn’t resist when I saw this, the skies so bright and beautiful, the clouds…. Ugh! It looked magical,just like a painting, it had to be the work of an artist. I guess we all know who that artist is. He’s the most renown painter. I’ve heard so much about him and I guess u have too.
That painter is just so awesome.
Just look into it deeply and tell me what you see?
She’s Beautiful…isn’t she? – http://wp.me/p2Okht-d6
There are certain things that when we see, we just need to can’t get out of our minds. I noticed that on every market days, in the mornings, there is this particular blind man, above 45 years who always sits at the main entrance. He has plate before him in which those moved by his condition can chip in something to help him. While sitting there he sings very beautifully and praises the Lord. His voice is very captivating, one of the reasons why I noticed him.
It got me wondering whether some disabled persons who beg on the streets don’t have a family to take care of them. But then I consoled myself that even if they did, maybe their families are tired of taking care of ‘grownups “. But one thing for sure is this, no matter their condition of physical disability, they are born with talents that are rarely exploited. Most disabled persons are brilliant artists, musicians, craftsmen and all they need is a platform for them to showcase their inner strength.