A story to be told….
Another year comes to an end. Where we are entering a new fresh year. We are hopeful; we make plans, resolution and commitments. Promises to begin new and forget the mistakes of past. What if I say I can’t move on? I still ain’t sure for this upcoming year. I am scared.
Sometimes in life, you just wish to be frozen in a moment. You don’t want to move forward neither you want to look back at your past. Just stay there, in that particular moment of your life.
“… so this is for us.
This is for us who sing, write, dance, act, study, run and love
and this is for doing it even if no one will ever know
because the beauty is in the act of doing it.
Not what it can lead to.
This is for the times I lose myself while writing, singing, playing
and no one is around and they will never know
but I will forever remember
and that shines brighter than any praise or fame or glory I will ever have,
and this is for you who write or play or read or sing
by yourself with the light off and door closed
when the world is asleep and the stars are aligned
and maybe no one will ever hear it
or read your words
or know your thoughts
but it doesn’t make it less glorious.
It makes it ethereal. Mysterious.
For it belongs to you and whatever God or spirit you believe in
and only you can decide how much it meant
and will forever mean
and other people will experience it too
Through your spirit. Through the way you talk.
Through the way you walk and love and laugh and care
and I never meant to write this long
but what I want to say is:
Don’t try to present your art by making other people read or hear or see or touch it; make them feel it. Wear your art like your heart on your sleeve and keep it alive by making people feel a little better. Feel a little lighter. Create art in order for yourself to become yourself
and let your very existence be your song, your poem, your story.
Let your very identity be your book.
Let the way people say your name sound like the sweetest melody.
So go create. Take photographs in the wood, run alone in the rain and sing your heart out high up on a mountain
where no one will ever hear
and your very existence will be the most hypnotising scar.
Make your life be your art
and you will never be forgotten.”
― Charlotte Eriksson
I have made a To-Do list for this upcoming year, because life is short and I don’t wanna ruin my present worrying about my future and regretting my past. Holding back my fear of uncertainties; I am sure of one thing that no matter how hard you fall; you always get the strength to get up and fight.
If you could look from my perspective, I see this life as a gift to humankind. They say the soul is immortal, but our soul feels emotion. So does that means our feelings are immortal too? That’s bullshit right!?
It’s just another year. Every year has a story of tears, achievements, laugh, regret…. Emotions are immortal as soul. That’s what I believe. And somewhere you would feel the same.
What’s your story for this New Year? And what memories are you gonna cherish next New Year? It’s totally up to you!
Right now I am frozen in my moment of happiness, the moment of hope and a belief that life couldn’t be much perfect than it is; in this moment of the new year.
May you have a great story to share next New Year eve!