Musings

Tired

They've just finished with putting the pizza in the oven and have settled down into the comfy chairs to catch up with some breaths while it gets baked

'Hey, happy anniversary '

'Haha, how many times are you going to congratulate me?'

'Every single day for the rest of your life'

'Huy, I didn't know we needed more cheese for the pizza'

'Me neither ' *serious tone*

'Drop it already.. Sheesh'

'No seriously, how does it feel to be a year old?'

'Overwhelmed, content, fulfilled, thankful, happy, inspired and every other adjective in the dictionary that is synonymous to any of the above '

'What about tired?'

'Huy? Why would I be tired'

'Tired from all the bashing, tired from all the late night shoots. Trying to please everyone yet still manage to fail in some way. Tired of always portraying the best image when in reality, all you want to is just break things, tired of answering the same privy questions again and again?'

'Are you sure we are still talking about me?'

'I know I'm not the only one feeling this way', he sighs

She enveloped his arm in hers and gives it a gentle squeeze.

'Yes, you are not alone. I do feel all those things. But when I look back at all these 365 days of my life, I can't help but try to suppress these feelings of mine. Cause not doing so will only show my ungratefulness.

This past year, I have been showered with blessings, love, gifts, money, happiness and so much more. And I realize that the only reason why I was blessed, was to give back to the world. People have been supporting me through thick and thin even when they could have chosen not to. Everyday someone tells me how I changed thier lives. How I made them happy, even when I'm not trying to.

And it makes me want to tell them that ,had they been not there, my life would not have been what it is now. And the only way to show it to them is to keep working harder. And if that means I will get exposed to all those different types of 'tiredness', well thats a small price to pay don't you think?', she glances back to find a small smile playing on his lips

'What?'

'I love it when you go all wisdom-y on me'

'Uggh...that's not even a word'

'Sure it is'

'Who said it?'

'I did. Whatever we do becomes the hit item. So *ding ding* we have a new word, ladies and gentlemen '

'You are hopeless'

'But you still love me'

'That, I sure do'

'Happy anniversary '

'Thanks'

'Forever?'

'Forever'