Chasing Footsteps

"Chasing Footsteps"

By: Jessa Mariz C. Manalansan 

           The history of one's life is not seen through the crown and sash he wore, not by the gold, silver, bronze medals he got, and not by the trophy he had won but with the footsteps he left behind. 

           Before, I was fond of other's footsteps. I even chased and traced it, like a slave to his masters. I even drawn my own footsteps the way others drawn themselves but fortunately, it didn't turn out the way I expected and wanted. Then one night, in our backyard I heard my own self complaining "For almost a decade and eight, I copy and traced the footsteps of others, I think I deserved a hundred percent break". So I decided to sit on the ground then realization hit me. I became blind on what people say to me, I care about what they are going to think about me and I care on they're expectations of me. I'm not a caring type of person but in that topic I really care. From that situations I became afraid to show who I really was and to tell them what I really want.

         

        As I heard the loud sound of silence, I lie on the ground and closed my eyes. The smooth greenny grass give me a comforty feelings, massaging me to vanish all the bad thoughts I have in my body. As I enjoying the feeling suddenly the wind whisper "open your eyes" unconsciously like an obedient child I open my eyes and surprised to what I have seen. I was welcomed by millions of winking stars, the most beautiful abstract painting in the world. In that moment I feel the real happiness and contentment. Unknowingly I stretched my arms and pointed out those stars which shine brighter. Again the wind said that " You are too far away from that stars who shine lesser" then I answer "Literally yes, because those little stars live outside the earth, while I am here lying on the earth's crust" , "You didn't get me" said the wind "how come I reasoned out. The wind slowly lie beside me and said "I will tell you something, those shining diamonds in the sky are not made by traced nor by chased. It was drawn at it is and it was mark how it should be. They didn't push themselves to shine more than those stars who shines brighter because they don't care. They don't care about their surroundings, they don't care on what other may think about them, they don't care if they are small, they don't care if they are going to shine and they don't care if they are going to be noticed. They really don't care at all because the only thing that important to them is they've been nestled at the sky and glow in the dark even no one know" then he look into my eyes and come near me. I thought he will kissed me but instead he whispered in my ear and said "Now can you see vividly the difference?" after that he disappear and leave me dumbfounded.