serenity

Taman Tasik Taiping, 14th december
1800-1900



















one fine evening:

mother: look at those trees, can you spot the white color on the trees? its actually a bird.
father: try to count the birds, and tell me how many are there. you see, now u can still count them but just wait a little while, there will be many more that you cant count them anymore.
son: really mummy, daddy? wow.
one bird, two bird, three bird..
father: they look so tiny, arent they? but after this, you'll notice pretty flowers on those trees.

after a while:

son: mummyy, look! the birds are flying over there.
mother: yes dear. the birds are finally going home. look at the way they fly and finally landed on the trees. they actually have a skill. isnt it amazing?
son: yes, they look so amazing.
son: daddy, look daddy. (jumping excitedly) there are so many of them that i cant count anymore!
son: oh no. they are going away now.
mother: they are not going away, honey. they are calling their friends to come home with them.
'come home, come'
son: no wonder there are so many of them after one and another.
mother: arent they pretty? it seems like paradise.
son: what is paradise, mummy?
mother: paradise is a very high class place, honey.

and they watched the sunset silently.

i listened quietly and smiled all the way while watching the view at its best.
the smile upon my face is the refection of my heart, cuz deep down, i know my heart smiled too.

its all about the tranquility, of serenity. i enjoyed the breathtaking view, and i enjoyed myself listening to the conversations of an anxious 6 year old child with their parents.

at the end of the day, i told myself, i want to be that kind of mother too.
its just so chomel, dont you think so.

=)