"The sky that was my life was just bruised with storm clouds that will be infinite". Days had been passed, A young boy who neither got love from his guardian nor friends. how much has it been, a day? no, it has been 20 years since I drop out from the collage, due to shortage of money I had no choice or should I say I was not worthy. I had to work everyday just to gain higher education and facilities.
My parent die in accident when I was 12year old. This was the turning moment of my life, I stayed with my uncle and aunt who never showed me love or liked. They were only interested on my parents land and money left behind, after gaining there goals they just throw me like a waste thrown in trash box.
Yusel, its me the waste who living a trash life inside the trash box, Its been long pass since I had eaten a beef curry. The work I had done till now only throw me this temporary pleasure, A beef curry?. Its my birthday today, at least I am able to enjoy my day today, am I? just for today let me cry out loud and ask to my fate and the one who created this fate.
Why me, why my life, why this happen, why I'm going through this life, why I am not given a normal life. Just why, why, why, why?, I am being lunatic, its not like asking this question will change my life. Lets not cry Yoji, today is the day I should be happy, no less!.(self talk)
It felt nice to eat this beef with my stomach turning big as whale's tummy, oh god! it past 11pm now I should sleep and yes, go for work again, that's my life rotten as ever.
I just wish I could see my parents in my dream and have some chitchat where I would tell them how your boy will not been felt lonely without them..."torn voice...(windstorm), oh no? I didn't picked my cloths they might been blown out now, He huffed to get see his cloths but it was already to late. why it always happen to me, oh god!, all my cloths have been blown out to the ground - "He yelled".
"I made it, "he said, his voice hoarse from the cold windy air. as he was picking the cloths, a faint sound threaded through the wind - not quit cry, not quit a whisper.
He paused, turning his head to the voice echoed. It was there!, the dark creature with a emerald eye staring and coming closer to him. Oh no! what's that? he fall down in ground and suddenly this dark creature jumped to him but this emerald eye monster was a cat!. you sacred the hell out of me,(yelling to cat).
The voice of soft chanting were heard as if he had not been eaten for years. Are you hungry?, come to me let me take you to the house and feed some beef I left in fridge.-he took the cat and cloths with him going directly to the house.