A Step at A Time

Dear Silence,

Small steps at a time. You'll get there eventually.

Sometimes we overdo ourselves. We demanded so much from ourselves and we forgot one can do so much. We wanted results, fast. We wanted thinks to happen quickly. It doesn't really work that way, does it?

It take nine odd months for a baby to grow in a mother's womb.
It take decades for water to form a coves or waterfall into what they are today.
Good things, or rather 'reward' takes time...

I was reminded again by a friend that fishing eats up a whole lot of your time, but the reward are just sublime. Not just the catch but the feeling, the excitement, the satisfaction.. the experience. No one who loves to go fishing goes fishing because they're hungry for fish (I'm referring to the hobbyist), but for the experience, the anticipated satisfaction, the pre-conceive happy feelings. A friend says that he does not even eat certain fishes, but still enjoy whenever he caught the fishes.

Anyway regardless.
Reward takes time. Inna ma'al usri yusra..
I'll try telling myself this everyday.
We'll get there someday, mate. We will.