My deepest condolences and thoughts go those lost in Paris last night and to their families. Even though there is no one there now that might put me in hours of fear, tears and anxiety, somehow a mood of melancholy descended on me for some reasons.
Perhaps it was because Paris has always remained its most significant meaning in my heart with a countless number of memories regardless of the fact that I have never set my foot on the city for once in my life time.
The notions of the city naturally comes from beautiful stories by former paramour, beloved brothers and besties about parisians, simple happiness and a sense of serenity that you merely discover if you use your heart to touch, through French - the language of love, music, culture, people and even the simplest daily life routine of some passers-by by chance you happen to encounter day by day.
*sorry for the wave of nostalgia*
I miss the image of Paris that I always draw and keep it safe in my heart and to my belief, it wouldn't disappoint me at the first sight I see it :) The promise to Paris together with mah buddy one day is seemingly shaking due to unwanted and unpredictable elements...
Dear you,
How have you been up there in paradise? My life hitherto has been running on the right path that I yearned for, therefore I temporarily buried all the past along with the dust of you scattered on the river that day, kept it as such the most precious treasure but the scene of multiple terrorist attacks is impossible to neglect for your family is still there and maybe unsafe.
With God, I hope you will support and keep not only your family but also others' in a good condition. I am praying for them too, from the bottom of my heart.
:)
"- What's about us?
- We always have Paris"
Tomorrow is gonna be another day. Trust me. #prayforParis
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