How many times we felt trapped, not within a physical boundaries, but within our own incapability? Desperately hope for a way out, but only death ends those await. Perhaps there is a hope, glimmering softly on the far side; just like sitting by the night windows and seeing the moon just about within our reach, but it isn’t. Continue reading
Author Archives: Cahya
Listening to a River of Sadness
In my line of duty, I met so much tears from a friend, a mother, a father, a lover and from the kids. Sometime, I we are lucky, those are tears of happiness. But happy people don’t cry to often, then my job something is sitting by riverside of sadness. Continue reading
Meeting the Face of Reality
What sweet is in your mind that is the most sweet thing you ever wish to come true? What passion that you already pull and push around your life so you live your dream to the most extended distance? The final question is, are you a realist or are you a dreamer? Continue reading