Amazing how the world goes about. Spinning ever so obediently with hurt within.
Amazing how parents are. Believing in wishful thinking, puffs of smoke in the air, floating bubbles that defy gravity, red specks of ink on parchments.
Amazing how two entities meet. Fate, or destiny or mere coincidence. Or just, chance.
That is debatable.
Amazing, no?
Amazing is the memory. Memories you share with your family during Eid, the moments of laughter in classrooms and along the hall in school with friends, those unspoken messages shared between her and he, the pain of living, the triumph of living on.
Amazing how life is.
You live just once.
So, live it.