|BECAUSE OF THE RED BALLOON (standard:Inspirational stories, 699 words)|
|Author: azzir||Added: Nov 03 2010||Views/Reads: 1746/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Everything is possible. And mine is because of the red balloon. May u enjoy reading it:)|
BECAUSE OF THE RED BALLOON It was Friday afternoon when I laid down at the veranda. My body's frail, and my brain was malfunctioning due to heavy exams. I had not eaten breakfast and lunch because I still have thesis to finish. I've got one more hour to freshen before my work starts. This is me at daytime, I am a student and during evenings, I am an employee. I earn for myself to support my education. Sometimes, I often envy those students who can afford an elegant lifestyle without worrying of where to get funds for their books, projects, including food. At the moment, I wanted to give up. I have no more strength and courage to go on to follow my dreams. I tell you, it's definitely not easy to keep on chasing with the star. I am now prepared to waive the banner, and go home as a looser. I'm so drained; everything around me is depressing very low grade, weak body due to long hours of sleepless nights, unfinished projects, and pressures at work. I'm about to stand and go in my room to pack up my things when I see a red balloon up in the sky. I observed it, and it's slowly ascending up in the sky trying to reach the topmost part. I thought it will keep on soaring with no interruption. However, as it is on its way up, a strong wind suddenly block its way tossing the balloon to and fro. In my mind I said, I'm pretty sure that the balloon will pop in just a few second'. I waited for five minutes already but still the balloon keeps on rising though it goes along with the wind. Unexpectedly, five minutes after small drizzle is coming til it turns into raindrops. Looking at the balloon which is fortunately keeps on ascending, I laughed and said, 'This time, I'm very sure, you will be destroyed. With the heavy rain, you little balloon will be put to ruin'. It is expected that the balloon will explode anytime because of the heavy rain, a conclusion that is universally accepted. To my surprise, the balloon remains steady. Yes, it no longer goes up but it stands still. There's no more rain, sunshine's shrouding the entirety and the balloon continues its journey on the way up. I was touched of the balloon's journey. I witnessed how it started and how it survived with the challenges on its way up. With the split of a second, I correlated myself to the balloon. I am the balloon who tries its best to reach its goal. I thought going through my dream is quite easy no interruption at all. However, along the way, I encountered challenges some are just minor which are considered as the winds. Yes, all I did is to go with the flow, and though the pace is slow I keep on pursuing my goal. Now, I'm facing the major storms of my life very low grades, work pressures, never ending projects, weak body. This is the crucial moment do I have to give up or I'll follow the journey of the red balloon? The former is the easier way to do, and the latter though exhausting might be the best option. What shall I do then? Like the balloon, maybe I can stop and contemplate - contemplating on my vision, my inspiration together with the effort which I have already poured. Then I realized of how lucky I am than the red balloon because I have MANY' to lean on. First, I have our Almighty God who never hesitates to help me during trouble times reaching HIM is very feasible through wholehearted prayers. Second, I have my family who lifts me up when I'm down. Third, I have tons of friends who are encouraging me not to give up and are always at my back. IT WAS TWO YEARS AGO... I am now on my way to the stage, and my name will be called in just a few seconds. I'm about to receive the certificate which I putted much effort and hard work ...and it all happened because of the red balloon. Tweet
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