Then it showed me the way with flickering lights and buzzing bumble sound. Not leaving through the main hallway but through the backdoor leading to some alleys.
My walk being halted by pebbles in my shoes, picking up the pieces and throwing those pebbles away. To my surprise a car slowed down, a stranger inviting me for a ride.
With gratitude i declined and noticed the damaged window shield. How those tiny rocks so quickly cracked the stranger’s car was beyond me.
And if circumstances are seeking its revenge by slowly enticing me to ride, then surely blowing its horn is not a welcome sight.
The irony of courtesy and ambivalence courting dangers and respect. Now, where else would i go when i took off my shoes so there won’t be any pebbles to halt my motion?
But pebbles still seep into my sole now that i’m barefooted. Damn if you do, damn if you don’t. Life is clever and i’m not.
So i continue walking in the alleys searching for the main road. Who cares how long it would take me. What matters this time is i know where it will take me.
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It’s been a year since i last blow my birthday candle and how time flies. The candle of hope for a bright tomorrow lighting up my birthday wishes.
I just celebrated my birthday two days ago. Yes, i’m a year older and wiser yet i have the same birthday prayers and wishes as always.
I wish that my family will be bless all year through with good health. I wish that my parents live long enough to see their great grandchildren. I wish that my brother and my sister in law to be always in good shape so they can hug their grandchildren. I wish that my nephews and niece to be always safe and healthy so they can live a full life and achieve their dreams. And of course i wish to live happily ever after. 😉
I don’t know why, but through the years it seems like a personal tradition to slice my birthday cake and blow the candles.
I don’t really need to blow the candle this time. All i need is to close my eyes and feel the light, be grateful for the treasures that i have, a great loving family i am so blessed to be with.
And when my birthday celebration has died down and everyone is done with their birthday greetings. I look at the leftover of my birthday cake with the missing candle, this time wishing something else not just for myself.
I wish that the missing candle will always serve as light. Light when the world feel a certain darkness.
I have never imagine that i would be wishing something for the world on my birthday. My birthday wishes are always for myself and my family. But this time as i look at the world around me, my country and what’s happening beyond it, i wish for that two words that seem memorable only to beauty pageant patties…… world peace.
Yes, i wish for world peace. And i truly mean it.
Not only the kind of peace without gunfires and battles. But also the inner peace that comes within everyone. To be more kind and be more accepting of other people’s shortcomings and mistakes.
To win the battle against racism and bigotry. To be more open minded towards other people’s differences and culture. To be more understanding of other people’s religious beliefs. To be the candle that lights a dark path and show that even when the candle’s light was blown off, the splintered remaining wax will serve as a reminder that nothing in life was ever lost or wasted if it serves its purpose.
I know blowing the birthday candles doesn’t mean all dreams will be fulfilled, all wishes will come true.
Life isn’t a fairy tale. There’s more to life than my birthday wishes. And yes, sometimes wishes still ensnare me.
Joys of Joel 
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