The seconds before I died.
Like how they say, learning is a life long process, it literally is.
It was clear and calm. My time has come. Luckily there was none available in the room to try and thump my heart or shock my chest. But something that shook me hard was what happened right before I was set free.
It was hard, it was also heartbreaking, may that’s also why I broke free.
Class 4, the teacher I disliked because she was too strict and would never let me be at peace, she liked me. That’s how she loved.
That neighbor who would never give back the ball we hit into his balcony unless we went to his door knocked, was secretly coaching us to overcome our fears, and to stand up and ask for what we want.
The girl I wished would be my partner in school activities, whished the same too.
The day I fell down riding my bicycle at full speed, broke my hand, and cursed God, I would’ve hit a truck otherwise.
How I was depressed for weeks when I couldn’t get into my dream college, I’d have become a drug dealer if I ever did.
The girl I wished I’d talk to often and be friends with at college, was always waiting for me to make the move.
The other one who’d never miss a chance to talk to me but I always ignored, gave her absolute best even when it was hard for me.
The one time I denied giving money to my friend because I lied I didn’t have any, saved him from ending his life.
The professor who hated everyone was heartbroken with what happened to his family. He never ever told anyone about it. Everyone disliked him too.
The very first business idea I ever got and chucked was all that I ever needed to act on.
I should’ve forgiven some and also apologized to a few. That would’ve made both our lives unimaginably better.
My gut instinct was right, always. It was right about people, circumstances, and ideas.
A lot of things would have worked out better if I would’ve been a little more patient, put in a little more effort, and hoped a tiny bit more.
My parents and their parents went through a lot I have no idea about.
Kindness is so damn important, not just towards humans, but animals and plants too.
I didn’t know I was seeing so many for the last time. The last memory with them was definitely not worth remembering.
It wouldn’t have cost me anything if I loved harder. I should have.
What matters the most is how much we truly care, share, and love.
To do anything that I ever wanted to do, all I ever needed was Belief and Hope. Period.
