Laying on the bed, through the window bars, I was looking at the sky
Actually looking at my friends who never disappoint me with their presence
Want to know who they are?
They are my mighty Moon, my Orion, and my tiny twinkling stars.
In the blackish-blue playground, they will come for me every night
We play hide and seek together
We count the stars together
We give names for them together
They make sure I will never get bored
To make me smile, they will twinkle at me
They trick me every day. I will wait for them at one place and they will show up at another place
Sometimes the Moon will hide for days and put our playground under darkness so we can’t see each other properly
When he comes back from hiding, we will never let him sleep until Sun comes
When Sun comes out, I will play with colors and read stories and sing songs
They are my morning friends
I will throw colors to everything
To flowers, to butterflies, to birds, to trees, to bees, to rainbow, to water, to soil and everything under the Sun
I read every story I could find
I listen to every music and sing it
They made me so happy
I never know what a sorrow is?
I never know how it feels?
I was happy in my own world inside my mind with my stories, colors, music, and my sky friends
Nothing goes wrong in my world
But my body lives in a world where everything goes wrong at the wrong time
It was very different from my world
I saw sorrow in people eyes
I saw anger and hatred
I was so afraid of the world where I live
But I was happy I don’t have to worry
Because my father was there with me
He will take care of everything
To make me happy, he will bring me more colors
But one day I realised that he will never be with me forever
I was afraid
He was going to another world where I can’t see him or talk to him or hear him again forever
Slowly, I started to know what a sorrow is and how it feels
It was really painful. It made me cry. I struggled in my world where I live
I started forgetting my friends
I started forgetting my happy days
I forgot to look up at the sky
My colors have started fading
I was lost forever in the world where plagues of Pandora’s box live
Cobwebs, dust, and dirt accumulated
I forgot another me was locked inside my mind’s cage forever. I lost her. So I believed myself for countless years.
Thank you for your moving reflection Rasiya.
Your words pour light on so many emotions and observations on life.
I appreciate how you share your journey in an energetic and influential way.
As a companion on this path, I welcome you to courage, strength, peace and joy as we both travel life’s journey.
blessings,
Cynthia
Rasiya, You paint a portrait of life, love and living with your words. Strong Ink and powerful imagery. Well done.
Thank you Larry Tyler for your kind and inspiring words.
Dear Rasiya,
You have such a powerful way with words. You transport the reader to observe the experience you endured and that you are emerging from, being greeted by the sunrise; the light of day.
Such a moving account, Rasiya. So moving. You are a lover of Nature and the Universe.
Thank you so much for sharing this.
With much admiration,
Simon
Thank you so much for your kind words my dear friend. If you weren’t there, I will never write a single word in my life. And regarding publishing is far away matter. Because of you, I came to know about Dennis and many other extraordinarily talented people around the world. Thank you so much for being my friend.