As I sit in silence and see myself giving up on life and everything around, a sudden nostalgia hits me hard. Lots and lots of flashbacks come out of nowhere. I see the remniscenses of my chirpy smiles and careless laughters smiling back at me. "You were such a happy person. When did you lose yourself?" My inner voice has a lot to ask today, I guess. Have I really lost myself? Probably yes. Maybe life happened a little too fast or the struggles surrounded me a bit too much. But, isn't life supposed to be that way? Complicated and unfair.
I smirk at the paradoxes and contradictions of my thoughts and look at the sky, the stars seem to be embracing the night completely. I wonder how the darkness of the night doesn't intrigue the stars while it illuminates the whole world. "This could be your omen". I could hear my inner voice once again. Maybe, this is what I need to do. Embrace my struggles and rise up with every fall. This very thought made me smille. Yes. This is my omen. I can't and I won't give up on life. I can't just wait for a miracle, I need to make it happen. My destination is some where close and I will figure it out as life goes.
And, yes, I haven't stopped smiling since a while. My inner voice is at peace too. Feels good, ya!
© Sheerin Naz.
