The days fleeted inevitably. Things were customarily done. Nothing made any difference as if each day was undeniably monotonous. She wasn't cocksure if something would turn things eccentrically. Day by day, she did what she planned to accomplish which weren't unusual at all. Until such time came that she had to make a dose of oddity. Doing the customary things like typical people do is a mere synchronization of what individuals think. Hence, she would love to go out from the shell and venture to something that only daredevils can feasibly make. Well, not everyone has the affinity of doing it. Reasons of failing to do it abound. Great motivation and unflinching perseverance have to be actuated together. They are like inseparable twins. One can't tread the way toward the capstone of success if the other is left behind. The journey would have some impediments. Sacrifice is one thing to be considered. Time is a precious resource that plays an indispensable role. Aye, it's highly needed and that's definitely something that has to be sacrificed....

The Sharp Arrow Killing an Innocent Heart

       

 As I journey in life, I encounter myriad people having different personalities and perspectives. They come and go. They may inflict pains and  foster joyous days. These people teach me many lessons about life in various ways. The hurtful experiences made me think that life is not a matter of being on the cloud 9 all the time. There are times we have to savor how doleful life can be to distinguish what happiness is. There are moments of shedding tears and keeping angst. Indeed, I met people shaping me into the person I didn't expect to be. I used to be a lass of serenity and humility. I strove each day for what I thought could bring me peace within. They said your surroundings affect your tranquility within. Thus, I showed the extremity of kindness I could possibly give to free  myself from any trouble which could affect the so-called s-e-r-e-n-i-t-y I had been fighting for years. In my erstwhile years, I succeeded. I gained more friends and got instances to please others. It felt great to have nice people to chit-chat with. They themselves were grateful too for having a friend like me who would try her best to extend any help she could give.No matter how gloomy life was, I still had the eyes to see the wonders in every pain. I lived simply and hopefully with these people whom I considered friends who would rescue me from any cruel being who would carve pains in my heart. I could attest cordially how I exerted effort to be good to them. I didn't expect much from them like what I usually gave when they needed me. I just wanted them to remember sometimes the goodness I showed to them even just a parcel of it. Aye, I was deluded by the reality behind gratitude and friendship. It's true I was just disillusioned by the thought that those people whom I thought real friends felt the same way I did. It was just I  thinking I was once their friend. Perhaps, I  was disappointed of them because I let them wear the shoes I wore which could never be theirs since the sense of gratitude did not make sense to them. Before I bawled on being alone because I thought no man was an island. Hence, I went out from my shell and explore the beauty I could see in people by choosing to be with people. The inevitable time of realization came. I had my eyes opened to the undisputed reality that being alone doesn't mean you are lonely. It just means you love yourself and you don't want to be toyed repeatedly by those people who don't deserve your friendship.  I have been astounded how my solitariness taught me to love myself  more....

Chasing for the Elusive Gold, "Time"

Everyone is ready to have the arduous trek toward the summit of the mountain. Their basic necessities are all packed. Their appearance reflects the shadow of an undefeated daredevil armored with a staunch heart and unflinching faith. They are totally loaded; hence, it has made the journey insurmountable. Since they think how mighty they would be if optimism incessantly envelopes them, they confidently make an all-out assurance that the impediments will turn into bubbles as they use their sword of wisdom and stay endlessly on the palm of the master guiding them.
When they are at the foot of the fascinating yet humongous mountain, their hearts are filled with hope. Even the minute dot or obscure scar of hopelessness is nonexistent. All that dwells inside is the ardent hope.They continue treading the way, enjoy watching the terrific view and obey the master's instructions. Indeed, it is a delectable day for everyone. The balmy breeze and the exquisite weather give more delight to every trekker's heart.
Amazingly, the unanticipated gloomy skies flabbergast them. The surrounding becomes melancholic. An eerie feeling blankets every trekker's heart. It penetrates their whole body. It rules over them.It nabs their passionate hearts and extinguishes the ardor within. The master unfailingly leads the flock and eradicates each ill-feeling baffling everyone by his meaningful words of wisdom." Come, follow me! I will lead you the way, help you discover the truth and give you life. Do not be afraid. I am with you forever!" One trekker reacts, " But Master, the darkness cripples us. Are you sure we can get there?" The master confidently answers him through a nod.They continue walking...While everyone's heart is uplifted by the master's unwavering assurance, an audible voice echoes. " My feet are already tired. My whole body seems to collapse." My dear brother, rest if you must but don't quit. Time fleets fast. Giving up isn't a winner's choice but a loser's curse. Do what I say and strength will be yours again."