In a sunny day of thunderous taste of hunger on a Monday morning, by the way time flies with no wings but as fast as a cheetah running to hunt its prey. I seek for the help, even a grain of rice would put this hunger of mine a race to a never come back journey. After several thought, I bestowed up on an alert,it is my stomach saying to me” why are you doing this to me”, couldn’t bear the pain through the clamoring, I had to speak some words to my legs saying “we have find what to give stomach too eat”. Now we are in THE HUNT, no option but to hunt what is hunting us. Taking steps on the dried flow of dust with an aim of “don’t worry I will find something to eat”. Making a glance with direct stance at the sum of individuals of longing battling of hunger, at that moment I realized there is a joy when you find other people in the same shoes your legs are fitting in. No hesitation of any kind came to me. I couldn’t control my body through my movement, as i move forward to mingle while single. Some questions lingers through my ears but when your consistency is as strong as rock that no one can neither hinder you nor stop where you intend to reach. Multiples of words shooting at me saying “who do you think you are?”, “who is this just trying push forward when you just got here?”, also another saying” I don’t know when you just got here”. A feeling of sorrow and pain of regret was what I felt for them, because when you’re meant to be working for yourself you were thinking about another person moving forward.
Getting to see the reason of the crowd, a woman cooking for a hundred of people at once, getting it spicy and trying her best, even after an hour is still stood because I know I am almost getting to my destination, I realized after I had eating with a full plate of delicious white rice and chicken that when she wanted to cook it, it was at once, but when she wanted to serve it, it wasn’t at once. At that moment of intense thought that action I say that prayers don’t get answered at once but bit by bit, only if you can have patience it will still get to your turn, all you have to do is just wait.

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