The room with piano in it had 60 watts brightly shone the floor.Shewas sitting in front of the piano, staring at the light bias , without really realizing where she was and what had happened to her as ifshe' s dumbstruck.Her hand wrapped in silk gloves began to slowly press the piano keys without a note.No rythmn.Her mouth was moving but what came out wasn't a tune but murmuring a name , her own name .' Alsava Flame ' A heavy sigh followed her movement to get up .She took off the silk gloves and let them just fell on the floor.A moment she stood before the mirror ,staring at her reflection and the whole room,the two things that seemed to a unity then speak both by its own.She will be there anytime she wanted to be alone.She took off all the jewelry and the silk gown , change into a simple whitty yellowish dress .When she saw her gleaming eyes,she furrowed her brows as if trying to remember some things she just did without full awareness and wondering why.Something made her sm

Zepp was making fire to boil some water and collect a few things from coconut to make it as cups. He managed to find some tasty little plant resembled to tea ..sugar cane .sweet potato..well it's quite surprising to know that jungle has been storing various food to snatch and proceed ,it's also good to have them being cooked or raw .Nature gives several kinds of survival.Enough?The kiss of cupid ...He glanced at her in the middle of his activity to collect dry leaves and twigs .She smiled softly while doing the same .It's such a beautiful expression of sufferance and warmth deep inside.She let people looked or talk about her . Naturally people like taking about people. It's such an uncontrollable tendency of human being.Rain and dry days come along as nature would love all the things which are good , bad regardless if anything ugly or nice.It's human who put them in boxes of vibes and feeling.Right, there are names for anything ones see such criminals .. heroes or saviors besi

*When it rained that afternoon ,a girl opened a pink umbrella and hugged her thin folder with steady steps and dim eyes on the blue asphalt road which was shiny because of the rain showers.Her gaze was straight ahead but occasionally looks down and her shoes avoid muddy roads and puddles. Lowering her head is a reflection and reaction to her surroundings. ..such awareness of herself with what she have been through.Life will be more alive if many people need her , she thinks. She is silent while others move forward.. Then her mind wanders to the loss of a friend due to a lung disease, and the busy city then a friend who went to work in Germany and...Trees lined up along the side of the road and the leaves dripped with water .lmagine a cup of hot chocolate on a wet day like this...none was seen sitting in front of the terraces of the houses, of course people would prefer blankets and drink coffee or hot tea .When she passed a parking car, there comes a man in white shoes, not to

Cigarette smoke filled the carriage, he coughed when I closed the on my face . Someone chuckled and he turned his head. I gritted my teeth looking for fireflies out there in the deep darkness of the night .The train continued to speed during people falling asleep on their seats . I was drowsy when cigarette ash was pollinating on my laps .A train stewardess walking along the carriage aisle ," Ladies ,gents , would you like to have drink ? This canned cold drink or coffee latte ,milk .."A passenger teased , chuckling " I want coffee and you ,miss " She pretended not to hear .She should be keeping polite even she 's unhappy with that.How l wanna motivate by telling her about successful women who will certainly be independent financially .*A famous English woman who at age 17, she was rejected from college, years later her mother died from a serious disease.Then 26, she moved to Portugal to teach English.After married a year later she found that she got an abusive husband. De

The air is clean after being washed down by heavy rains that wet the earth and her room are leaky. White sky. Still remembered in the shadow of her mind, Aragon ,the face of the young teenage who was always radiant every time he saw her. He liked her very much.He often gazed her with eyes full of admiration and each time he stared at her as if he won't leave his object sight on her face .The boy was smart and he liked the drawing art subject a lot and he loved the way she taught and conducting class ." You are suitable for becoming an actress ,Miss " he remarked one day ." Just be an actress ,miss "Aragon was so happy as she cancelled her leaving the school .The news had been spread .Many times ,with his intelligent look ," Thanks God you cancel to leave this school,Miss, don't you? " " I will " " When ,miss ? "" Soon " " Later on ,Miss ,if l also graduated "" Why ?"" Well ..In order not to say goodbye " She understood that he adored her ." Miss..please teach again at my