Dec 19, 2008

Where Angels Are

Its good to be where "angels" are..

Those were the days where everything felt so right after so long.
Everywhere felt as familiar. The walk in the drizzle felt so natural, the smell of coffee, getting around in smaller roads amist all the cars in the over populated city, the sound of cards tapping in the buses and train station. All too familiar...

Movies was great though she fell asleep on and off..Walking in the night rain feels like second nature...Coffee at Starbucks just felt a world of difference..Japanese food at Paragon was fabulour with your bestie...Driving around with your girlfriend and having her stalling her car was funny...Basically..just being who she was...and who she is still, hopefully.

The feeling of being taken for who you are, is perhaps the best thing that can happen to her. Living for who she is, the freedom of speech, the freedom of emotions and expressions are what makes life alot much bearable, alot much happier, alot less tears, alot less frustrated, alot less anger and saddness and lonliness. Yes, she feels lonely too.

And being with positive people, or like-minded people, and most of all, these are the people who understands her like all she wanted to expressed are all written on her forehead and conveyed by just a look in the eye.

She didn't bear to leave for the fear of all those mixed feelings. Yes, she feels lonely too. Being alone and being lonely is different. She can be alone and very happy, yet these days it is fairly hard to. Somedays it felt like loneliness is slowly eating her, and often, by the thought of someone who understand, its hard to control the tears that are being contained. She couldn't be much happier anywhere else. And the flight back Dubai wasn't easy. Tears fell as soon as she manage to slip into her seat, and hearing the engine of the plane getting ready to take off, manz..it hasn't been as hard. So much of her felt like staying on, yet she can't. As the plane accelerates and took off and the city lights dimmed into the dark clouds, the tears just kept falling.

As much as she wanted to control her emotions..



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