Sunday, November 18, 2007

Nothing

1981

Nothing in the world could have made me happier than the cream-and-red-plastic-duo, outsourcing noise to develop love and skills in peace and harmony.

1984

Nothing in the world could have stopped me from spending eternal hours of sheltered rubber and wood workouts rendering support to the search-and-extraction of the best from within.

1987

Nothing in the world could have been better than those few minutes of extended sunlight that would have led me to spend those unfinished businesses as priceless moments of glory.

1990

Nothing in the world could have hurt me more than that last sphere that was lost in the air to end the day of fun and frolic.

1993

Nothing in the world than you could have woken me up at those early Saturday hours to cycle all the way and do what I was doing as I was born to.

1996

Nothing in the world could have distracted me so much more than you from my devastating attempts of exploring my post high school educational adventures.

1999

Nothing in the world could have possibly even brought into the vicinity of the same feeling as holding a virgin to start the blissful few-hour celebration of pure passion.

2002

Nothing in the world could make me believe that there is one other thing than you that is holding my country of such diversity, together in such a tight union.

2005

Nothing in the world could have made me realize that winning in union is more powerful than just winning, and winning is not everything!

Now

Nothing, I repeat, nothing in any form has been with me all my time than you, and I am still searching for that one thing in the world that could possibly fill the voids you have created in my life now.

Cricket. I miss you!