#forwords

[howsdaserenity]

The Color of The Sun

I woke up with a feeling

That I might find a girl singing

In front of the crowd, everyone is listening

And the sun is humming even if it’s raining

I decided to go

I still want to hear her voice

That hunts me in my dream, at least for a second

I want to taste those lyrical poisonous words

Because I am the most

sad person you will ever met

That woke up in the past

With her, blood stains and a car

There she is. And her beautiful voice drifting on me,

peacefully. I feel the pain in my whole body.

Her eyes was still blue

But seems like a dead star

Together, we will be on the same dead planet

And her eyes will always be the color of my sun

[howsdaserenity]

Balang-araw, hahanapin mo rin ako sa iba’t ibang taong makakasalamuha mo, pero hinding hindi na ako magpapahanap. Hindi ko alam kung kailan ‘yon pero sigurado ako kapag nangyari ‘yon tayo ay tapos na, may sari-sarili na tayong mga mundo.

Syempre masakit sabihin na minsan ay nakilala kita. Dahil gawin mo man ang lahat, ay hindi magiging sapat sa taong mali.

Sana ay makita mo akong masaya sa iba. Halos katulad ng iyong pinaranas, wala nga lang ang pag-iyak tuwing gabi. Pero baka imposible nang magkita tayong muli.

Ngunit pwedeng magkita pang muli ang ating mga puso. Ang mga tanong at pag-alala ang ating magiging tulay. Makikita mo nalang ako sa harap mo, mararamdaman mo kung ano ang naramdaman ko sa mahabang panahon na lumalaban ako mag-isa para sa ating dalawa. Matututunan mo ang pinakamalungkot na parte na pwedeng mangyari sa buhay mo. Ang mawala ang tamis, lungkot— ako.

At maaalala mo ako pero hanggang sa muli hindi kita aalalahanin, baka sa gayong paraan ay matutunan mo rin akong mahalin katulad ng kung paano tayo nag-umpisa.

Sa ngayon, kailangan ko munang huminto sakaling mahintay pa kita, sana ay ‘wag kang tumigil dahil baka magkasabay tayong muli patungo sa paghahanap ng ating mga sarili.

[ghentvisitshanoi]

[simmerlajzag]

A Brief Indroduction

The story I am about to share with you takes place in 1931 under the roofs of Paris. Here you will meet a boy named Hugo Cabret, who once, long ago, discovered a mysterious drawing that changed his life forever.

But before you turn the page, I want you to picture yourself sitting in the darkness, like the beginning of a movie. On screen, the sun will soon rise, and you will find yourself zooming toward a train station in the middle of the city. You will rush through the doors into a crowded lobby. You will eventually spot a boy amid the crowd, and he will start to move through the train station. Follow him, because this is Hugo Cabret. His head is full of secrets, and he's waiting for his story to begin.

                                                                      - Professor H. Alcofrisbas

These are the forwords of the book "The Invention of Hugo Cabret." by Brian Selznick. Just these words made me not wanna stop reading. I love this book.