Melody and melancholy
The beauty of mother nature I love music, I listen to the music all the time, most of time. At this particular morning I was at my living room, the music was play at the other room but clearly I can listen to it. And while listening to my music I begin to wonder of certain things that had happened recently. So many tragedy that I only could only speak and cry about it with the people I trust. Sometimes I feel there's no one to hear my silent cries because no one was ever really listening or is it because I had too much to say? People say what makes us stronger is despite million things that hurt us we should speak nothing but happiness. I don't particularly agree with that phrase, what weighing us will getting lighter if we share, pour it out a little. You don't get solution for every problem but talking about will help yourself of that burden. at least a little. Melodious and melancholy goes at the same time... At the back of my mind, I remember the memory of th...