The Paradox of Life

Mama and Papa traveled for a thousand miles. Then, they’ve met. You’ve met. A spark of your serendipity signifies my meek subsistence.


Just last night, I broke the great news to you of my docile existence near your heart; I thought I was bringing you the greatest joy and happiness a woman could have on earth. Isn’t it great to be a mother? Isn’t it wonderful to be the source of a new human life? I really thought that you were always wonderful. I always know that you dream to be the most successful woman on the planet. You dream to have a perfect family. The love of you and papa proved my existence. Here I am. I could somehow bring luck and joy to you and papa. The sweet innocence of your childhood dreams fly within the wings of an angel.

Instead? What a harsh revelation to see you that you cried the whole night. You haven’t slept at all! I saw you sobbing, depressed all day. You even tried to choke yourself with lola’s blanket. I felt your agitation, your bitterness, your bitterness, your despair. Now you are with fever and cannot get up. I am very sorry I caused you such pain, and I can’t understand why.

My feeble presence may be significant, but who knows right? I may be a Philanthropist, who helps on every needy person in the planet. I may be a President of the country, who is the leader of all leaders. I may be a drug addict, the pest of the community. I can just be an ordinary person, who lives in an ordinary lifestyle. Who knows? The future is very unpredictable. Yet even in that way, I love the gift of life. I’m sorry mama if I caused you so much pain. I just love you more than myself and would readily give my life to make you happy. Some may claim that my life is not yet important. Maybe, my life will have the beauty of the small things that are just drops of happiness. Let my life be just one drop of happiness I’ll share with others.


Mama, MAMA! Help! An unknown strong and sinister-like force keeps on separating us! Mamas, please, do something! I love you Mama! Don’t leave me! I just want to experience life after this period. My dreams, my heart, my arms, my head, are all shattered and torn apart.


Now Mama, I know see light, a light that would bring me to the right path. Don’t worry, I’m happy right now. I can now see the beauty and significance of life. I am happy, mama, really.

Why should you cry? Why should you worry? God will take care of me! Mom, just tell me one thing.

WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU?