Daily Archives: October 29, 2010
We Are What We Were (A Letter from Someone Left Behind ?)
We are the youth, who stand tall and challenge the world. This is our moment, playing on the fast lane of the highway, enjoying every pump of the blood flowing in our vessel. We walk, run and fly high traveling around from one to another, competing with the speed of light after thousands dreams. We rule our own canvases; paint them with any picture we want it to be, with our own color palette.
Not weak fragile toddler who need someone to protect us from the cold of the night and the heat of the day any longer. Not pure innocent kids who need somebody to introduce us with every single wonder in the garden anymore. The need to hold on our little hand was the past. We’ve trained, we’ve learnt and now facing the world with our strength, up against any risk may come ahead, strong enough to stand on our own feet.
We are far away at the fore, and someone is left behind in the distance of space and time.
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This is the day we received a letter has been passed in old-fashioned way from one hand to other hands, and managed to reach us here, a letter from other far part of the world.
This a simple letter written in plain language, on humbly scrap of paper she only has. This is a letter of many sincere good wishes and prays for our future. This is a letter of memory full of many reminder of her continuous heartfelt offering since our early age. This is a letter of unnecessary sorry for any wrong doing she may have done, for the only paper she found to write this letter, for not being able to leave any physical present of memento. This is a letter of resignation to retreat and withdraw from the crowd.
Sadly, this is a letter of goodbye, that we may not see her anymore when we revisit our starting point and most likely the end of the journey: home. Shamely, this is a letter of forgotten angel who always happy enough to stand far back of the spotlight, not even at this time we can find her photograph.
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We are what we were. In this time travel mechanism, some may be left behind in the distance of space and time. But for sure, with grateful thanks for making it possible for us to be what we are now, no body will ever be left behind in our heart!
(*For Mbak Kadmi, not our mother, not our family, not our relative, but an easily forgotten guardian angel since our early age!)