Sitting alone in my cubicle, hearing the sound of the rain, and the music accompanies me as though
understanding that I do not want to be disturbed.
Rain ...brings a magical atmosphere for me, sadness is so drowned.....
Have you ever felt the grief that is so hard to leave you? The sorrow is hugging you so tight....even though you
try to escape from it.... It's following your step...haunting you whenever you close your eyes.
I walk slowly towards the window...trying to find something that is able to repel my sadness. Sitting on my
couch, start to read La Tahzan (wrote by Aidh b A Alqarni), the book that I haven't wanted to touch... I hope to
find a great sentence to wake me up from the nightmare...
I have lost you, but I don't want to lose my life too...your love is precious, but my life is more...........
I close the book, trying to find my own answer...I have lost but not yet dead
small faint smile on my lips, little burden lifted, I take a deep breath, reach my laptop and start writing....
ah!!! I am alone but not lonely.
By Paras Mentari