A smile. A clear sky, adorned by a fiery sun. A pair of trainers among the world of suits, a soul that refuses to age within time and space. A song that will be everlasting, while we speak and utter words and giggles, engraved in the walls of memory. We talk a lot. We also work and try to be accountable, to carry burdens bigger than ourselves, but in the end we're cut from the same cloth. I know this because of all the jokes that fill the void left open as we speak in our "technical jargon". We don't need to act as total asses as if we were condemning an unpretentious lifestyle. But we don't act as hooligans either.
I'm sure that, in 50 years time, we'll be looking at ourselves, and we will see beyond the obvious. Despite the wrinkles, the sciatic or the grey hair, our hearts will always be young.
2 comments:
....or might be we are nolonger in this world!
Rgds.
Azlan Taib, Malaysia
Let's be optimistic Azlan, it's a good way to live and reduce stress!
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