She Could Be Happy

base on true story, Dream, Failure, life, Love, Short Story


She could be flower in every nightmare. Blossom in dark.

She speaks to me fondly of passions and talents, guitar and stars, ice cream and rainbow, dancing and beaches, past and miracle. Then stop short to apologies for speaking at all. She could be like that.

She could sit alone in every crowded place. Shadows behind the lights.

All because somewhere in her life, someone-blindfolded that she loved broke her heart again, ignore her letter and pure bliss on her wet eyes. And telling her to “shut up”, keep “it down”, “nobody cares”. She could be like that.

Someone once said; “People aren’t born sad. Happy? Yes, she could be.”

And suddenly she’s start one bravely steps, start singing to the stars with her rainbow ice cream, and dancing at the beach. She barely knows, that its time to start again and holds to miracle of beginnings.

She could be anywhere.

With anyone.


Up in Love

fiction, life, Literature, Love

Up in Love

“Journeys end in lovers meeting”

love great

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I have found almost everything ever showing on movie and ever written on the books about love, to be true.

Shakespeare said; “Journeys end in lovers meeting” Ooh, what an extra ordinary thought for me. It’s Inspire me personally, i have not experienced anything remotely close to that. But i am more than willing to believe Shakespeare had. I supposed to think about love more than anyone really should. I constantly amaze by it’s sheer power to alter and define our lives, it was Shakespeare also said; “Love is Blind”, now that is something i KNOW to be true!

I gave you some example about random relationship character:

For some, that couples are quite inexplicably. Love fades.

love fades

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For others, love is simply (almost) lost.

simply lost

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But then, of course, love can also be founded even just for the night.Then happily ever after.

Carl and Ellie 1

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And there’s another kind of love. The cruelest kind. The one that almost kills it’s victim. It’s called unrequited love, of that I-AM-AN-EXPERT!

Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other. But what about the rest of us? what about our stories? and what about mine? Those of us who fall in love alone, and we have to admitted that we are the victim of the one side affair. I tell you guys, there will be a time that you will found the one that really love you just the way you are, when it’s come to you, it’s yours forever. Just learn from your previous stories from the bad and the good, and sometimes we have to be remember what used to be good. Love will find a way, love will find you.

“Language has created the word ‘loneliness’ to express the pain of being alone. And it has created the word ‘solitude’ to express the glory of being alone.”


Carl: “I don’t want your help, I want you safe.”

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Dear Samantha

Family, life, Literature, Love, Short Story

“Anything I’ve done up till 10 April 2008 was kind of an illusion, existing without living. My daughter Samantha. The birth of you, gave me life.”

My greatest accomplishment, and my greatest pride and joy are my daughter (Maisha Samantha Askey). You are truly my greatest success.

Dear Samantha,

Daddy wants to share you something that you missed when you are too young to know and understand.

There is no difference between you and daddy, still there exists something that makes our relation between a father and daughter very special, even when i’m not on your side.

In this world, so many men and women had tried to imprison the love of they relationship in action and result was some very remarkable compare the love from father to his daughter_the love that daddy gives to you.

I know that you are my mirror image can, somehow, survive in the harsh world that exists on the other side of the doorstep. In my view to being a man and once a child, knows through my personal experience, realize something; what is waiting for my little angel?.

However, i can not fathom and understand, being a man, how my little angel is going to fare and face the realities of life without me. This makes me insecure and this feeling overshadows our relationship.

It makes me protective towards you. For me, you never grows up and is always, the small girl who depended on me for anything, or just to fix a broken hand or a leg of your doll, teach you how to ride bicycle, give my shoulder to cry on and to hug.

Just listen my advise; “Focus on God, not on your weakness.”

Someday, i have faith that we will be together as it was before, as a little warm family.

I’ll be there. 🙂

“What i wanted most for you was that you be able to soar confidently in your own sky, whatever that may be.” ~Daddy

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