Tuesday, 30 October 2012

Given another chance

dear diary, people tend to say what are memories made of and when time passes we still may never get the answer to those time that we have slipped through into our everyday life.

Then one day it came, when you feel a wave at your heart as a sudden surge and you will think that it was just a normal reaction in your body and only then you will learn what does chemistry means in our body.

It is when one sweet night when someone knocks at your door and when you open you were immediately brought back to the past, a decade ago to an image that had almost fade and the only thing that you remember about that face is the day she donned on that black tee shirt and the khaki, and of course that sparkling eyes.

So we knows that the memories are made of all those happenings, even the simple thing like the way you attest to her smile that will always keep you remembering but forgot where and when in time does it became to be.

And so dear diary, when you will feel the gust of the midnight wind at the time you open the door, you know that the sparkling eyes that had captivated your heart for years is still there and in fact is always there.
And, life should be going on and after waiting for so long, why not we give it a chance..dear diary..