I heard their heartbeats. I didn’t know how to call it yet
The breathing, the warmth, and the sweet voices I’ve heard talking to me every moment. Until I’ve finally met the Light. How beautiful it was. I saw someone as I blinked. She’s really a sweet and I called her “mam-a”.
Oh, did I just say mama?
Days and months have passed. I’ve been wondering things why people are hurting, why people are laughing, mourning, striving hard. Why do people breath, eat. Until one day, when I was standing in front of the mirror, I smiled.
“Why are you imitating me?”
“Mama, mama, come!”
“Oh dear, that’s the reflection of your self, It’s like in reality, if you’re good to people, they’ll be good to you. If you’re mean to them, they’ll ignore you.”
“Baby, you’ll realize these sooner, but for now, just enjoy life. Make the most out of it.”
Today, as I grow up, I’m remembering all of those days. And I realized, I think it’s LIFE.
Every pain, the very moment we start crying, laughing, loving or even facing the verge of our death.
It’s called life, LIFE as we know it.