Life of a farmer…


At times when you take a look at something from afar, you might not really get a true picture of what such a thing really is. But when you get closer, you get the true picture of it. You get to feel it even more.

I couldn’t say much about what a father was passing through as a child. All I cared for was to have him cater our needs. And even at times I might not really like some of his decisions. But as time went on I realized that life wasn’t really the way I thought. There is a lot more to see and to know. Many of the hidden pains he had endured.

I have always wanted to live a better life, I had dreams, vision and aspirations. But as time flew they kept changing as I had no choice but to dance to the tune of life. Interesting or not, I still have to dance to tune.

I am not a father yet, but just a few steps into what fatherhood means already got me sweating so bad. I always think of how it would be for me to cope with the burdens and responsibilities of becoming one. I know it's all on God as we believe, but heaven helps those who help themselves.

These days have been so hectic for me, I tried to figure out a balance to life but I just couldn’t. I cant allow anyone determine my own peace of mind. People will always want to criticize you, they will blame you, and still want you to blend into their ways. Yet whenever you are down or feel unsteady you might be forgotten in no time.

I have been having my days get busier as each sunrise and sunsets. Trying to learn more and earn more. But there will always be times when everything will feel like the world is about to end. People will say these are the moments that get you stronger, I might agree with their words but sincerely experiencing it hands on might not be something easy to handle.

I know I will be fine with time. It's said that life is filled with a bed of roses and thorns. You enjoy it when you are lucky, and don’t complain to anyone, and you can also have fun with it when it turns the other way around. But all in all, life goes on and on, even if we are no more.


Image is mine


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