Skip to main content

O Beautiful Mind

O beautiful mind


O beautiful mind

How is it that you think your today will be like?

In what ways do you want yours to unfold?

What journey that you wanted it to be?

What story that you wish it will be?

 

O beautiful mind

Did you know that we, human, in particular

Operate in such incredible and amazing ways?

 

For we can shape how we want our "today" will be like

For we can manage our entire lives, down to the hour of every day.

 

For we are capable to think, to feel, to arrange, to re-arranged our days.

For we are more than capable to live the life that we want.

 

For we are the maker of our own story.

"The plan is ours; but God decides" people says.

Sure.

But again, the plan is ours.

We are free to organize our days whatever we like. How-ever we want.

 

We are free to choose our books, our musics, our habits, our performances.

We are free to choose our future, 

We are free to choose our lives.

With pressure from no one, not even ourselves.

 

So then, 

O beautiful mind,

Please hope and strive for the best, 

Please always struggle for the best.

 

Look up to the beautiful, exciting life you will be living

Not just for today, but for tomorrow, for the day after tomorrow, and all of the days after.

Please, 

Look up to life.

 


Ananda Khaira Azizah,

Pekanbaru, 16 Juli 2020.

6am. 





(photo courtesy of google.com)

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

A Letter to My Baby

I want you to see, baby. I want you to see that we’re just a human as much as anybody. That Mama sometimes cry and a little sappy, that she might even cry when she’s angry. Your Papa is generally funny but  he might be quiet when he’s worry. We love hard & play hard but of course we still fight, we talk good and do good but mistakes will still be made. I want you to know that it is okay to be mad when you’re angry; to be sad when you’re lonely, to be jelly, to feel icky and to  experience any emotions other  than feeling happy. Sometimes people still smile even when they do not feel so smiley. It’s the thing people do for many reasons, really. They are just complex with all of their story. And we human often are difficult with feelings, but it is always good to let things out than to bottled it up. Because the explosion might not be pretty. So please just be kind to everyone, baby. Because we all deserve of being loved just as much as everybody. The messiness, the cra...
Post a Comment
Read more

The soft orange wall

There’s a nice glow from the room outside. It was warm, inviting, pretty. Ever so beautiful like we live in the golden hour, all time glow. I hope the new room will bring new adventure to baby. With its soft orange colored wall,  surrounded with toys that he likes and people that he loves. I hope he’ll grow as warm as his new wall.  Bold but not too bold; brave but not too brave, only enough. Enough to make people sit & feel comfortable with him and his presence.  The wall is cautious, warm & beautiful. An instant homely feelings will be felt when you take your first step into the room.  I hope, oh I hope that room will always remind him of home. I hope it will always remind him of us.  Ananda Khaira Azizah, Pekanbaru, 27 Maret 2025. Hari Kamis, pukul 10 pagi.
Post a Comment
Read more

The Family Who Read

         I was raised in a family who appreciate reading. It’s all started way back when we were young. We grew up reading comic books, our parents often gave us books as our “naik kelas”’s gifts. So we ended up looking forward to books. I remember the feeling when we were anxiously waiting for our packs of books to open, couldn’t wait to read it as we already waiting for it for a long time. And as a continuation of that, by the time we were a teenager, we expand our liking to novels, and our house filled with fantasy books such as “Eragon”, “The Bartimaeus Trilogy” by Jonathan Stroud, books written by Cornelia Funke, “Maximum Ride” by James Patterson and the likes which supplied by our mother. So myself in particular found solace and curiousity in fantasy books.           So then we developed our love for books. Growing up, each of us found our own genre, as my brother likes “Haruki Murakami”, me and my father...
4 comments
Read more