After a while, people started to get used to everything that was happening. The terrible things, I mean. The wrong people were being elected almost everywhere, it seemed as if peace was turning into another simple five letter word which nobody really paid attention to. Cars were stolen and thrown onto men, women, husbands, wives and children; all of that, for no other justification than complete and utter misunderstandings. That, Kid, that took a hell of a lot out of me, and out of a lot of people. Our lives quickly changed – simplified by that ridiculous and yet harsh truth : you knew things would turn out to shite, you just did not know when. All in all, with hindsight, I would now say that it was more waiting than really living at all, you know? Continue reading
“I’ve had a hard time sleeping these past few nights.”
“Is that why you’re acting so weird?”
“Actually, more than just these past few nights.”
“And actually, more erratic than weird.”
She stood up from her stool, drew it closer to him and sat again. There was an echo, but nothing in sight which could have caused it. Stranger things have been known to happen.
“What’s up?” she asked.
He sighed heavily, probably unsure as to what he should answer. The pause was of those moments you think will never end.
“I … I think I don’t even know. You know?”
“And here I was thinking you couldn’t get any weirder.”
“You don’t seem to know about compassion.”
“I think you ought to talk about empathy here. But nevermind. What do you mean, you don’t know?”
He sighed again, but differently. Can difference be similar? That was the sort of question floating about in his head; things like that had been torturing him his whole life. Until then; until now, he thought. Continue reading
The rain was now falling obliquely. And it was heavier too, felt like it at least. Each new drop seemed to be trying to get under the hoods, make its way into the coats, run down the spines and die somewhere along the knees. They had said a storm was coming, nobody had warned about the intensity. They were both standing there, still, staring at each other and yet contemplating the rift between them. It was all about nothing. The curbs, the pavements, everything had been drowned under water long ago, and the rain coming down like bombs echoed the heartbeats. Continue reading
“If this is what you are capable of doing now, today, without any training, just imagine the scope of what you could do if you came with us,” she said.
“I don’t give a damn about what I could or could not do,” I said.
The men, on the other hand, did not utter a single word. They stayed there, fixed, transfixed, whatever. They looked like potted plants to me.
“What we are, what we do; it could be the opening key for you, you know?” she asked with her soft voice, the last syllable softer.
“A key to what?” I mumbled.
I could feel the sofa flattening under my weight. After years and years of holding on, he was finally giving up. Even the brave sometimes come to it. Continue reading