Do you love to romanticise yourself or what?

It was a perfect moment to see.

It was snowing around my town and every crag was covered by a white dress.

 

I do not like to romanticize myself or no, I can not romanticize myself.

 

Here is a story to tell.

This is about my mother.

She was still young as a mother for her daughter and she was some kind of old as to have a lover by her side. She was still 37years old when her husband had passed away.

 

Yesterday in one of my lessons, a student gave a question to me,

'Tell me how to attract the readers'

 

I felt I needed to have some time to think about a right answer for him and just said,

'Well, there are only two kindｓ of writings, one is just based on your personal experience and the other is just based on the reality. '

And I told my personal experience about my dad's death.

 

Yes, I just felt like running away into the darkness which has never been reflected by the sunshine bliss while I said that to him.

I don't know how to romanticize my old memory with the frills fantasies related to my dad.

I can't.

Because it stood on the half-reality and the half-dream.

I have never believed in his death, instead I have ever believed in his alive.

So I told a lie.

It was a bad lie.

I know it is a sin, not to punish anyone, anymore.

 

So I repeated playing an old and new French film which same Jack Gumblin told the same lines about the affection in French over and over, to recognize myself without any dreaming fantasies of the closest ones.