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One Wish
I always end up here if I felt like giving up or depressed… And that’s very often. One can say that they can find me here pretty much every day by dusk – as the day ends. Standing here, at the tallest building in our city. Leaning over the railing and watching these peoples going on with their routine lives. It’s a strange feeling but that’s what helps me keep going day after day.
I thought I wouldn’t be able to come here today. Sigh, they announced having special evening class out of nowhere. So guess I bunked the class and sneaked out of the school. Not that I don’t care about my studies but it’s been a rough week and they’re up and about to keep another round of mock exams. Sometimes I even wonder why I’m pushing myself hard or if this is what I truly want for myself, not that there’s someone out there relying on me or to worry about me. I mostly keep to myself in school, having an invisible board hanging around my neck reading “Stay Away”. So, I suppose you can guess how my school life goes.
Uff! I exhaled out as I reached the rooftop. That’s one thing I hate it here, gotta climb a hell lot – after all it’s an abandoned building so, no elevators – yup, an abandoned building or else how am I going to get free access here for every damn day being a nobody. I’ll for sure miss this place a lot – that’s an understatement – if someone buys it or if the reconstruction work starts… Well, I’ll worry about it when the time comes.
I locked the door to the rooftop and went towards the rails. It’s near dusk. The sunset from here is mesmerizing – it has a different hue to it, that it makes you forget everything else. The wind is breezing slowly as if it’s hymning a tune with the chirps of birds in perfect sync with it.
Streets are busy with adults returning home or dropping their kids at coaching class, some classes seemed to have started already and as usual the students are either getting scolded, sleepy or not interested and very few are actually listening because of their interest… I moved my gaze from the coaching...
I thought I wouldn’t be able to come here today. Sigh, they announced having special evening class out of nowhere. So guess I bunked the class and sneaked out of the school. Not that I don’t care about my studies but it’s been a rough week and they’re up and about to keep another round of mock exams. Sometimes I even wonder why I’m pushing myself hard or if this is what I truly want for myself, not that there’s someone out there relying on me or to worry about me. I mostly keep to myself in school, having an invisible board hanging around my neck reading “Stay Away”. So, I suppose you can guess how my school life goes.
Uff! I exhaled out as I reached the rooftop. That’s one thing I hate it here, gotta climb a hell lot – after all it’s an abandoned building so, no elevators – yup, an abandoned building or else how am I going to get free access here for every damn day being a nobody. I’ll for sure miss this place a lot – that’s an understatement – if someone buys it or if the reconstruction work starts… Well, I’ll worry about it when the time comes.
I locked the door to the rooftop and went towards the rails. It’s near dusk. The sunset from here is mesmerizing – it has a different hue to it, that it makes you forget everything else. The wind is breezing slowly as if it’s hymning a tune with the chirps of birds in perfect sync with it.
Streets are busy with adults returning home or dropping their kids at coaching class, some classes seemed to have started already and as usual the students are either getting scolded, sleepy or not interested and very few are actually listening because of their interest… I moved my gaze from the coaching...
