The other side of darkness
Another Wednesday afternoon. I wake up with a start, press the power button to wake my computer from the sleep mode. Am greeted to the red font highlighting the numerous bugs on my code. I look at them and hate them. I vow to get rid of them — all of them. I imagine how the world would be like if there were no bugs in codes. Maybe I would come up with some super cool app. I resist the temptation of thinking about these ‘super cool apps’ and jump back to my senses. I convince myself to relax and just find somewhere to start. Thirty minutes later and am still staring at the monitor. I slump back into the chair and soon enough my mind start wondering away again. I remember many years back when I was in high school. One of my friends had told me that he had grown weary of being smart and intelligent. He wanted to try something new and had a ready idea in his mind. He would try being stupid! He observed that it is really hard to be outstanding by being smart because there are many smart people in the world. That you are more likely to be noticed if you’re stupid that if you’re smart. I start reflecting on myself. What is that one thing that I strongly believe in and stand for? Our cat disrupts the flow of my thoughts as it blush against my face. I sit up and angrily throw it away. I don’t know why am in such an awful mood.
Maybe I should change the environment. Probably go and stroll by a lake. I love lakes, being around one would have a special relaxing effect on every stressed bit of me. But there is no lake around. I walk out of my room and make way up the graveled road to the huge oak tree that sits at the top of the hill. I sit there blankly staring at the beautiful sunset. With every passing minute the sun sinks further below the horizon. A soft breeze blow carrying with it the familiar countryside scent. All is quiet except for the wind. Soon, dark clouds start to gather hiding the sunset. They hang low ready to explode any time. Darkness accompanies the clouds resulting to such a deep, thick darkness. The soft breeze turn into a rough wind, biting into my exposed skin. I stare deeply into the darkness searching for an inspiration. I resist the temptation to close my eyes lest I see the thicker darkness within me. Without warning, lightning light up the entire area. I know the thunderous roar is on the way but I just sit there. Strange enough, from deep within me, a spark glow and erupt into wide smile brightening my face. I had just seen a light drive away all the darkness, in the darkest of places.
