Might not be a great star

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I might not be a great star for a galaxy, but surely might be a sun for a planet.

I think that's enough to cover all my sadness these days. When I felt doubt of all the things I am doing. I ever dream being a great star for a galaxy, it would be nice, and of course it's an honor to do so. But now I just realized, that I'm not. I'm not that such great star. I'm just a dust compared to the world. Being a dust even is a bless. You might need dust when there's no water to do wudlu right? So then may be I'm even worst than a dust (?)

Desperately, I give extra effort to do every single duties and tasks while still keep wondering why and why this is happen to me. As always, mellow drama and cliche. Keep wondering do I stand in a right place? Walk in a right path? Sing a right music? And beat a right rhythm?

I always know, even I know it from the start that this path would not be easy. Never. But why, back then I've never have any intention to leave? To lay up my hand and give up? Or... it just a form of giving up from other thing? I still believe that this is my destiny. That's why I'm here, right?

Do you believe in destiny?
I do. I still believe.

That's the only one that saved me walking this uneasy path.

But then I realized. I might not be a great star for a galaxy, I could not live any others life all at once. I have my own. I could not be friends for the enemies all at once, so then I pick one or two then make them allies. I might not be a great person for everyone, could not pleased them all at once, but surely, there is one or two, or may be a few that adore you as their important person light up their lives.

I might not a great star for a galaxy, but I might be a sun for a planet.
Really, we born in this world for a mission. For a goal. To live our life. To connect the people around us, and of course to be a main character of every our story.

Even being a dust is a bless. It would always needed when no water around.
Even being a poop is a bless. It could turned to a minerals to live a plant.
Even being a waste is not a waste it self. It could be recycle to be any useful things.

So then why do we still wondering what's wrong being us?
What's wrong being you?
Just simply live your own life, Fan. That's okay. You are not that star, but there are people around you that still believing you are their sun who lights up their life,

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