Sunday, February 26, 2012

#12. A Letter To Me


I am standing here, lifting my head up high. I am looking at the sky through my window.
It is cold but I do not care. I am not scared either.
The sky is dark. It is full of stars. It looks beautiful from my sight. It really is.

This kind of atmosphere is making me to think about my past.
My childhood. The memories are forever. I love thinking about all of them over and over.
And I keep smiling because of that :) 
Cannot resist it. I know you cannot too. Do not hide it. Just smile broadly the way you are.
But sometimes I get sad too. Never mind though.

Some people say that "We should not think about our pasts and just live our lives on. Keep moving on. The pasts are so yesterday. We should see the future. Think about it to have a better life and so on."

It is true, no doubt.
But from my point of view, we should think about it twice or more. We're learning from our mistakes. We're learning from our pasts, aren't we? It's not a sin to think about it anyway. It's our rights.

I keep thinking; 'If I could write a letter to me and send it back to the past where I was still an innocent 7-year-old girl, it would be great'.

I really want to do that but I could not. We could not rewind our pasts anyway. Sigh.

But still, if I could do that, it would be great.

I would write such a long letter to me. For my own sake. Not for anyone else, but me; Athirah Munira, who is a daughter of Encik Zahari and Puan Qaniah, a younger sister to both of my older sisters, an older sister to my younger brother, a granddaughter to both of my grandparents, a friend to those who see me as a friend and so on.

Firstly, I would introduce myself to her, saying that I am from the future. I am writing a letter to her to let her know what her future is.
And I would also slip a picture of me (the grownup me) to prove that it is really me who is writing the letter. An innocent 7-year-old girl would believe it for sure :D

Then, I would tell her what had happened for the past 17 years. I would tell her everything. So that she could learn something. Learn from the mistakes and all.

I would ask her to obey all of my parent's words. I would ask her to not rising her voice to her mother for the other years. I would ask her to be more friendly and affectionate. I would ask her to be more wiser. Always choose the right path and do not ever slide to the other side of the road. It is dangerous as it is.

'Your future could be brighter than what I'm living now. Please fix all of my wrongdoing at the past. I know you could do it. Believe in yourself. Don't look down at yourself even though you know you have a lot of insecurities.'
I would probably write that.

I want to be better than what I am now. I know I should be thankful and just keep on living my life. But if I could go back in time, I would surely choose the right options, the right chances and the road that could bring more happiness to my life. Happiness to the people around me as well. I wish we could be happy all the time. Sadness could come but please do not visit us too often. We hate crying. But I do not know why, I always feel a lot better after I let the tears fall. Everyone feels the same too, right?

I want to change my past a little bit, with the help of that 7-year-old girl if I could. 'If I could', that is all I could say. If this could happen, I would be the most happiest person in the world. Well, maybe not but I would still assume that is true.

But, I love all of the people that I have met and I still meet. I love to be one of their friends. I love to be one of their families. I love the fact that they love, care and need me. When I am sick and feel uncomfortable, they would ask 'what's wrong?' or 'are you okay?' I would tell the truth, saying that I am sick and all that. But sometimes I would just tell them a lie. I would say 'I'm fine' and just sketch a fake smile.

I love all of them. It is a fact that I could not deny. Even though I am not showing it, but please believe me. Deep down in my heart, there is a feeling of love to everyone that I have met. Believe me. I LOVE YOU.

Hmm, well I think I have been writing for too much. I want to write more but just let the rest as a secret, okay? I will just write the rest of this letter in my diary *blushing*

Till then, thanks for reading. I hope you could choose the right and better path for you to live on your live as well. Let's pray for our success together, FIGHTING!

Okay, adios. I am off for now.

Oh, before that. This heart is for you