We need to remember what used to make us feel happy. I think Jennifer Garner said that in the movie 13 Going on 30 - if I am not mistaken. That statement holds some truth I believe. Going through some old albums last night gave me that feeling. Fond memories of my days in PPP and in Kajai - the great times that I shared with Dash, Ayuz, Fydah, Lili and Balkis, later Mahfuzah and Nini. I was reminded of the company, the friendship and the ups and downs of students' life. I smiled when I looked at first photo taken after I left home (for the first time, you know), It was taken in 217/5/S18 - with me and Dash finishing up an essay on health for Mr. Santa's writing class. I will always remember the essay for I was commended in class by him (which he did very rarely). Boy, that was one of my proudest moments in PPP. You see, I was a very passive student once. I always thought that I was never as good as the others in my course. Everybody looked so intelligent, so poised, so fashionable, so capable as compared myself. Though the essay wasn't something so impressive (to some), but it was enough to encourage me to believe in myself, and to strive for the best. Only later I finally did realise that hey, it's all up to me - to sink or to swim, to make or to break. I need only to believe in myself, and that I can, if I want to. It goes a long way you know, even until today.
So, it's true that we need to remember what used to make us feel happy - and I have to admit that I can be a hopeless romantic too. I read the Wings again for the umpteenth time. Cassandra Maureen O'Malley and Nick "Stick" Galvin found each other again - inspite of all the denials, wants, ambitions, trials and tribulations. Such was the power of love. *sob sob sob* how romantic ... I have missed many of Danielle Steel's latest books. The last one I read was Granny Dan. Her works can inspire you in many ways. They talked about life, family, friendship, hope, and a whole gamut of other things. like in Wings. Try it, you'll know how I feel.
And this particular prose penned at the beginning of the story has never failed in tempting me to join Cassie and Nick in the flight of their dreams. I envy them. To never withdraw from each other's thoughts seems eternal. That's happiness.
To the Ace of my heart,
the pilot of my dreams ...
the joy of my life,
the quiet place I go to
in the dark of night
the bright morning sun
of my soul
at dawn ...
in the bright shining star
in my sky,
to my love,
to my heart,
to my all,
beloved Popeye,
with all my heart and love,
always,
Olive
From the Wings by Danielle Steel
