reia
A couple of days ago, I would never have looked twice at the tall guy with red hair that I always see on the 9:05 train. He looked like a delinquent and acted like it. But, then I saw him play at the Inter High Basketball tournament this morning. Kagami Taiga. I will never forget your name.
It's difficult to put into words what I'm feeling right now. I miss my family. I look out towards the faraway sea visible from the 13th floor of our office building and I wish I was anywhere but here. I wish I was with them, laughing, exchanging jokes, singing loudly and talking endlessly. I wish we were back in our old beat up multicab with a makeshift back cover that would protect us from the sun and rain. My parents would then fill it up with pillows and food and my siblings and I would just lie there playing around, identifying possible shapes of the clouds or count the number of shooting stars during our 8-9 hour journey to wherever. I realize those were the happiest I've been. And I miss it so much my heart hurts.
I am discovering a lot about myself as I navigate these "adult world". I left home, heck, even left the country for a job. Sometimes I love it and sometimes I don't. But I have come to realize, I'm stronger than I thought. And I find when I get lost in translation or the streets of Japan, I almost always manage to find my way back. And it is one big adventure I'm glad I decided not to miss out on.
The chores she had to do were starting to pile up. But the bed had her firmly in its grasp and it wouldn't let her go. A storm was brewing outside and all she wanted to do was hug her pillows the whole day. She deserved it after the busy week at work that she'd had.
"Let the chores pile up. I got my Sunday anyway."
And she drifted off to sleep again.
I do not think I deserved all that I have right now, especially since I have not appreciated how much they have come to mean to me. I do not deserve them but I'm still thankful that I do have them. My family, my friends, my job, my health, my life...I will always be thankful for them.
She looked up at the towering buildings in the metro. She had come a long way to get here. And she felt happy. This was different. The buildings twinkled in the setting sun. It was a sign. This is going to be a new beginning. She was a country mouse no more.
Nobody comes to mind when I think of love.
Nobody comes to help when I ask for one.
Nobody laughs with me.
Nobody loves me.
Nobody but me.
The maid sighed as she polished the cutlery to diamond-like shine. "What would it be like to have all these riches?", she thought. To go to balls and parties, spend money like there was no tomorrow. How wonderful that would be.And then she remembered her masters' problems, from infidelity, and all sorts of debauchery that could only result from the boredom being too rich without working for it. And she thought of her family's simple life. They were poor, yes, but they were happy. And that was all that mattered.
The kid's lofty attitude turned off most of his new-found friends. This was the country, not the city. They were not impressed by his iPad or other gadgets. They were more concerned that he could not keep up with them while running or that he could not catch a fish to save his life. This was going to be a long summer for the rich city kid.