The strongest emotion that I have ever witnessed in life is smiling behind feelings of drowning in hope and despair in a perfectly imperfect world.
The beautiful cake purely reflects thousands of feelings and emotions.
Earlier, I had ordered a customized birthday cake for a special someone designed with bright colored flowers and a smiling face.
All of a sudden, it made me think about a fake smile. It made me remember someone who smiles despite deep pain.
Probably not all smiles are the same from one expression to another, just like the facial expression of a beautiful cake.
Yet, a fake smile hides a thousand feelings with the deepest secrets and treasures lost in time, along with the prettiest face on a cake abundantly sparkles with silver lining masks of vivid colors.
There lies a camouflage of emotions with tantalizing expressions of grief, joy, and pain.
Someone was hopeless as the dark clouds passed overhead to block the Sun, the source and driving force of her courageous yet cowardly heart to stay alive and kick toward the future.
She covers sorrow and despair behind her prettiest smile mysteriously like the happiest cloud looking more closely at the edges of the puffiest cloud where only a pure heart can see it.
At the same time, she chose to be as opaque as the beam of light and as transparent as the foggy sky to treasure the overlooking facade and marks of yesterday, today, and tomorrow.
But little did she know that she had found out that every piece of cloud has a silver lining leading to better and brighter days ahead. Truly she sees every graciously puffy cloud does have a silver lining and a magical history full of mystery to wonder about life.
Furthermore, she always behaves like an awesome kid bringing out the most adorable child in her heart, who loves remembering the golden memories as wild, as young, and as free as the wild green grass living peacefully in the relaxing fields waiting for the sunset to move closer to the sunrise in the rails and lanes of new hope and serenity.
Amid her heavy heart, there approached a wise reflection from a selfless soul with a precious heart seeking to resolve her queries and affirmation, bringing the fountain of wisdom and humility in going through the blizzards.
At that time, she was carelessly lying on the mud, slipping down upon her knees while praising and glorifying, trembling down, and screaming out loudly as a lost child crying to find her beloved mother hoping for wondrous miracles to be heard and answered quickly in a glimpse of an eye. She then slowly wiped her tears with her hands and hugged herself tightly, as no one would ever generously do that for her because trust versus mistrust has embraced her fully.
She fakely smiles like the opening of the mountain under her invisible cloak as if there is no hurt while she invisibly covers her tears in the rain, full of birds and hawks, captured by the vast green land made up of towering hills.
She heard crazy talks among fancy hearts as soft as stones and gracefully smiled away. Significant obstacles were on her undertakings, yet she smiled away with a dense core carrying rushes of the warmth of loneliness.
Every time you see her grin from ear to ear, a droplet of rain sprinkles and dries through her soul.
And all you see is a glimpse of her overflowing smiles and battles in the depth of the bottom as black as a hole and as dark as night, longing for a knight in shining armor to hug her tight.
She appears to be unconquerable as the magnificent mountain and seems to be invisible as the droplet of water of the clouds where the river cannot reverse its flow.
But she is as fragile and sophisticated as a thirsty and dying grass in the hinterlands that just by touching her, she will pull a frown face. She deeply hides secrets, rarely trusts, and trusts no one in the hemisphere.
And she is a perfectly imperfect mirror of betrayal because all she has ever trusted made her broken and, little by little, cut into bits forming crumbs of despair and sorrow.
Yet, despite everything, she remained calm, graceful, humble, and kind over mountains and fields with so much appreciation for the most valuable and remarkable things in life lying beneath and underneath the surroundings with the most grateful heart ever with proud marks of flaws and imperfections.
She was I.
And she is as gentle as the bewildering grass and trees in the mountains, breathing thoroughly from within with the abundance of life, creating a more excellent and conducive ambiance with many flaws.
Perhaps behind a fake smile is a drowned hope and despair. I am using the smallest gesture to the best of my ability, more than a dream to achieve, more than an aspiration to become a reality.
More than anything else, to motivate, inspire and show the world how wonderful life is even if the world is full of scams and spam.
However, I firmly believe that sparkling smiles can be used to spread love and radiate positivity like the dust in the wind contagiously evaporating in the air as a small particle yet infecting everyone around with pure love, kindness, and affection.
Every so often, life draws us to places we never expected to wonder and wander, while in those places, a beautiful story written we never thought and hoped would be ours where there are still more rooms to go and grow.
We may bump circular twists and turns in conquering the visibility of filters and the invisibility of expressions. Still, we need a brave heart, a sharp mind, and a beautiful soul to keep the journey overflowing with joy and hope where clouds renew in different forms to the blue home.
Disclaimer: All texts and images are my own unless otherwise stated.
