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Monday, March 19, 2012

The Old Man And The Rain


I couldn't remember precisely when did I take this picture but it was taken at Braga street. It was rainy afternoon. I enjoyed coffee time with my brother Izi and our friend, Shady at a cafe. The atmosphere was so soothing that I did not want to leave the place. Else, it still rained so yeah, we got to stay for a while.

Rain stopped gradually and when it became lighter, I walked out and looked around the street. There was an old man riding bicycle toward me. I immediately prepared my camera, set the focus, and (I wished) accurately pressed the shutter button as he passed me by. Got it! I got the picture. The picture looked great and dramatic.

An old man rode his bicycle through the rain, even though the rain was not heavy.

A Stranger Comes, And He Ruins Everything

What the deuce! I think somebody is trying to ruin my family. I don't know what's on his mind but I am pretty sure that shit has fully loaded his mind. So, here I am, grumbling and cursing him to perish away. How can he come into my life and turn good things into bad?

Yesterday, I had free time so I went to nearby mall with my family. My elder sister also joined me. We spent time by having lunch together, buying books, and playing games at arcade. My sister's boyfriend knew about that and guess what, he was so jealous! He behaved extremely weirdly, sent stupid messages to my sister, and made me fed up of him. He said that my sister and I were meant to be. What the hell did he say? I'm her brother and I, of course, cannot marry her! Was he dumb or something? Well in other words, he forbid my sister to go out with other boys, including me, my sister's little brother. It was unbelievable and very irrational that I couldn't stand it anymore and tweeted something sarcastic.

The next day, I checked  my Twitter and he replied my sarcastic tweet. Oh, so he was about to 'murder' me, eh? Not that easy, dude! You do not even belong to my family so who the heck are you to forbid me? You're not my brother, neither my father nor my God. You're just a stranger! I was upset and I sent message to my sister, explaining that I could not stand it anymore. My sister cheered me up and tried to make everything okay. Several hours later, she said that her boyfriend finally understood so the problem was over. Well alright, I wouldn't talk about it anymore with her, but still I could not forget and forgive him, somehow.

And now I do expect him to perish away.