• PROLOGUE •

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Where is my Savior at the end of a tiring day ?
Where is my source of happiness?
Please someone come and rescue me.....

Everyone laughing with in the middle of these sighs, can you look at me even one time?

Because as I cried in front of the mirror, my smile was faded from a long time.
I don't know what is wrong.
Nothing done consciously.

From my childhood, I had many hopes in my mind.
May be that's why I fight so much for my life.
But when I'm looking back, I'm just standing there, until my own shadow swallows me.

My life problems are still the same.
Is it tired?

Is it Repentance?

Or loneliness....?

I don't know yet.
But I have to get out from this. It's hard for me to bear.

I want to be happy. I'm cold. Can you warm up me?

I stretched out my hand to you countless times.
This echo has no colour.
That's why I singing lonely.
Because I want to happy.

Does all this feel like a huge burden to me, because I think too much?
I still can feel my heartbeat.

I can feel my rapid breathing.
When I walk in the cold alone streets, when I was in pain, please don't leave me alone.
Because it hurts me a lot.

This light, this way I always walk, feels like something unfamiliar today. Will I get used to it?

My mind is disturbed too much from it. So even though I try to avoid it, I go to it without realising it myself. But I'm not afraid.

When the colours disturb to me, the gray colour brings me healing.
With million of gray faces, I'm dancing when it rains, all over this city, that is my world.

I want to be happy.
Please can you warm up my hands?

I'm cold.
So I need more warmth from you.
When all the pains in my heart, hurts me, I'm singing lonely...

To smile with you in the future
When it's all over,
I'll sleep well.

-Blue And Gray-
Song by BTS
Written by BTS V
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What is life like?
It's just like a white blank paper. This white blank paper gets filled with day passing.

The amount of white blank paper filling will be determined depending on the work we do in a per day.
And according to the good and bad things we do, that white blank paper is coloured.

For some, that paper fills up nicely over time, until the end....
Some other papers are torn and destroyed over time. And also there are those who paint their paper differently. As the colour their paper, they are encouraging to create their own colour for others.
They are few such loving people in the world.
But such people can't be left blanks, on the paper of life, by chance...?
Can't the colours getting fade...?
Can't that paper get torn suddenly...?
Oh, that can happen.
Because we call that paper, as life.
Life is a strange accomodation where unexpected things that happen.
This is going to tell a story, which is similar to that...

The wind blew & burned...
Inflamed, bonded hearts...
Praying for a tear of love...
At the altar by candle lights...

The shadows lurking nearby
were also hidden...
Sighs held in the heart...
I felt my heart struck
and getting hurts...
In the thunder of lament...

To many minds hidden from eyes...
When broken hearts suffering...
Near the melting & burning the lamp...
Felt we should go...

_Kim Taehyung_

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* With the exception of a few true incidents, this story is entirely a thought in the idea of the author.

* There will be real pictures mostly. Those things are not used to insult or ridicule anyone except to inculcate the story in your mind.

*There is a big reason & purpose for writing this story this way. I will explain about that in end of the story.

*And there are a few quotes. If should be noted that they are published with the full permission of the relevant persons and that they own the original copyright.

* This is the english translation of original sinhala book " Taehyung's Diary "

                                                13 / 11 /2021

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