Saturday, January 15, 2011

Of Hills and Flutterbies

Life is getting so uneventful that I’m starting to go for a tour around my apartment. I decided that it’s time to pay a visit to the balcony, a place I seldom visit for fun because it’s usually ‘put up the laundry and out’ or ‘water the already dead plants’, things I don’t really enjoy doing, like duh! Its chores! It was only drizzling but the wind was enough to mess up my hair. The cold breeze was something I never experienced before, not from my house. It was not strong enough to blow down the three little pig's house but as i mentioned, enough to mess up my already messy hair. I could smell dad’s basil plants and at that time I realized that the water I used for them was not a waste. I looked up and saw a majestic new apartment that was still under construction, a place that used to be a nice green hill that I think, definitely did not predict that it’s fate will turn out to be this way. Imagine a mushroom growing on your head. I looked further north and saw series of hills joined together. The scenery was definitely something worth admiring. These hills will soon face the same fate as the ones before. I never saw the buildings that seemed to pop up out of nowhere like I described, mushrooms, as unsightly as I saw it at that time. I wonder where the entire flora n fauna went. From where I was standing, I looked down at some dried leaves that were blown away by the wind, I don’t know why. Maybe because of their colour, although yellow, they blended in beautifully with the trees. So great the creation of the creator. But whatever that goes up must come down. A typical Newton’s definition for gravity. I was admiring at the way they gracefully danced with the wind when two of the leaves actually went up instead of down. I was trying to figure out how Newton left out those leaves when I noticed what I thought to be leaves wasn’t leaves after all. Two butterflies, a pair perhaps, circling each other. How I wished I had my camera with me. The next thing I know, I was smiling, thinking about all the things in life we take for granted. Not a single unpleasant memory crossed my mind. I thought of the people I love and miss dearly and I asked the wind to send my regards to them. . The dropping leaves reminded me of Newton. You know, I hate physics and I hated Newton more but now he seem to be a person that actually admired nature and tried to explain to us the beauty of it in a more, should I say, logical, way. Suddenly he seemed like a very nice guy. The circling butterflies that seemed to be enjoying every moment together as if playing, reminded me of the time we hold hands with our best friends and tried to spin around in a circle as fast as we can . Even if we fell, it was all fun, we will end up laughing, if not at each other at least together. Why can't adults be more free spirited? How often we do that now? Have we tried at least? We tend to have this thing at the back of our heads that the more we grow, the older we get, we should stop doing these things, things that will definitely bring a smile on our face. Do you know how is it like to play in the rain? I miss that. I miss that a lot. If we go under the pouring sky now and just jump around, people will tell that we have lost our mind, especially when you are staying in an apartment. Have you ever carried a puppy and observed it’s sparkling innocent eyes and that little tongue that is sticking out and realized at that time it is the cutest thing on earth? Have you ever sat on a swing and tried to swing as high as possible now after you have grown? Have you ever told anyone else beside your lover ‘I love you’? Have you ever realized that a cemetery is a very peaceful place? Why don't we ride a bicycle to work? or even for fun? Do you remember how was it like to ride a bicycle? Have you ever realized that you can’t stop fighting with your siblings at the same time can’t stop talking to them too, well not for long but have you? Do you know that it’s because you love them? Sure, everyone laughs with their friends but have you ever cried with them, for them? I know I have. I end up getting teased but looking back, I realize how meaningful it is. We may not realize things like this as we are so caught up in our so awfully busy life but once we start recalling back, small things, important things, something that we kept in the far end of our memories, keeps coming back and sure to make us smile. Once we start observing everything and don’t take things for granted, we will notice that there are treasures in every corner we turn. Our life’s are actually more meaningful than it seems. If I have just left without spending a moment alone on that balcony, I may have not realized just that.
p.s. in the future, I'm so letting my kids play in the rain ;)