Days I was in love

I was young, 16 years old going to be 17.  Schooling and older than many girls, I could care my junior schoolmate, but they were not attracted to me.  There was a girl my senior; I was unable let her off my eyesight wherever she went.

I was sitting on the stool at one of the corner of the school front yard under the shade of a giant old tree.  I would be sitting there when the school was over or earlier than the school started classes. There I was to lay my eyesight on her, rain or shine, sick or healthy, teased by others or scolded by whomever, it was never fail.

One day, it must be the D-day.  As usual I was sitting on the same stool after school bell.  She was out from the school front door, step by step onto the steps downward, but she did not step onto the same steps like yesterday or the days before yesterday, stepped toward the school compound. She made a turn, a turn towards my sitting direction.

My heart was pumping, from normal speed to fast and get faster, from light beat to hard and get harder. I could feel my face was flush and warm.  Each step she stepped on, she was not stepping on the floor, she stepped on my fleshy heart. I couldn’t raise my head in order to have the eye to eye contact with her. She walked near and I heard nothing but heart beating and felt my cheeks was warm. Finally I was able to manage to have the words of “I am 5 years your senior and I am engaged” slipped into my ear drums.

I was in the theater to watch a comedy movie but my tears; they went off on the opposite of the story of the movie. Though it was only wet my eyes, it was not my intention to cry. Night was not the time to sleep; day was not the time to work, brain was in my skull, soul was not around. They said it was a symptom of lost love but I was not even begun to have love.

Countless nights were passed; countless days were gone.  Early in the morning, the sun still going up, later in the evening, darkness bravely covered up. I was still around, it did not matter sun was up or down, it did not matter darkness or brightness. Why must I be around?

The memory is back and they are very fresh and very real, it is just like they were happen yesterday.  The unfortunate event of my neighbor’s son brought my memory back from 40 years ago.

The neighbor’s son is a teenage boy, undergraduate student.  He has a girl friend, 2 years his senior; both are in the same college.  The love-ship is strongly opposed by the parents, both girls and boy parents.

The couple, the lovebirds, they fought very hard to gain the recognitions and blessings from their parents. Their determination was very real and firm. They have tried all means and all ways possible to pass the message to both their parents that they loved each other deeply and truthfully. Unfortunately it was not bought by the girl’s parents.  The girl was sent overseas for completing her undergraduate studies in a way of separating them.

The boy was one of the top scorers on examinations or other activities.  His performance went way down after the separation from his love, far below one of the top scorers but maintained a pass.  Such a low performance earned him, scolds from parents, blames of wasting the parents’ monies, blames for losing parents’ reputation and social position was at stake and anything that was not in parents’ favors, it was his fault of not one of the top scorers. Friends were despised him as they did not understand the power of love, they held an idea that man should not lost themselves just because of girls. The boy was attacked psychologically, left and right, back and front, top and bottom, sideway, back way, front way, top way and down way.  It was one nice day; he met a car accident and became coma and resting in hospital bed ever and forever.  Doctor said that the boy has no hope of recovering. Police said the boy was driving restlessly.

The boy must have felt the way I felt when I was experienced 40 years ago, but the ways it goes I was luckier than the boy. History is repeating now and then, non-stop continuing, the sad story, the sad movie, the message is there and it is very real, and no one is really caring.  When unfortunate event occurring, tears are there, but tears have no power to make things right and bring back the precious moments of our life.

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Back to school

This is an annual affairs and it is an affairs being practice by all community throughout our beloved globe, no matter which corner of our globe, the place of worm whether, the place of icy cold, and the place of having half a year of no sunlight. The place of four seasons in a year, the place of no seasoning except whenever there is rain, it is termed as raining season.  There are few days of no rain it is said a dry and hot spell season.

 It is also a phrase used by all languages of the earth living things. There may be writing of different shapes, square type of words, symbolic type of wards and etc. The basic message, it is the same, back to school.

It is easy to identify the “back to school” season, shops and hypermarkets will definitely remind you. The decoration of back to school theme is highly noticeable from far or near.  The sudden surge of patronage for school uniforms, shoes, text books, bags and etc.  It create an atmosphere of a coming festival that is equivalent to the annual  festival like Christmas or new year except items of shopping are not alike. School children are like it because they are going to have new shoes, new bags many new things, and best of all, the pocket money.  Parents are not like it because their pockets being burnt a huge hole.

Back to school, for the schooling children, some of them are very happy to go back to school and actually they can’t wait for the day to come.  One of my friend’s friend and his friend’s friend has a story to tell.  His children like very much to go back to school.  He has two children, one boy and one girl; both of them are high school students. Going to school, they have pocket money, stay at home no money and it is fine, but they have only four walls to look at after bored at TV programs and electronic games playing.

Is there any Parents? They said that they don’t have any; Mother needs to go to women associations for meeting today. Tomorrow, there is function for charity and the day after tomorrow, she required to go along with father for business activities.  Father is not at home for 18 hours minus 6 hours in bed for a 24 hours day system.  The only time they have seen their parents, their parent were in bed snoring.  They said that the best part of it, it is to ask for pocket money or rather to write for it at any amount they requested and never failed. A note requesting pocket money on the table in the evening, the next morning, it becomes stack of money for them. That’s why; they keep on arguing with their friends, parents’ love is money. They consider school is their family and they like “back to school”, home to them; it is an empty house with luxuries.

Parents with more than ten children, schooling children, it is a huge bill for them for the back to school season. The worse of it, it is an annual affair, each and every year there is inescapable one “back to school” season. Pocket is burnt with huge hole, it is not enough for one pocket, and all pockets are no more without a hole in it.

Family with more than ten children, it is not really common to more of us except the Muslim faith families.  They are not allow to have birth control, they are not only not allow to have birth control by medically, naturally birth control is prohibited either if I am not mistaken (I am not a Muslim faith).  Mathematically,  more than ten schooling children, the sole breeder of the family needs at least five figures income per month  and the five figure must be without a decimal point in between of the five digits.

Mathematically, any nation those who has a five figures revenue per month, I truly believe, it won’t be more than 20 per cent.  A nation those who has more than 10 schooling children, I believe, there are more than 50 per cent should there is no birth control by any means in place.  The percentage so taken is based on no birth control by any means mathematically equation and it is as good as plugging figures from the air! It is not referring to Muslim nation; it is referring to any nation who practices no birth control! (It is a belief, no actual statistically to verify!)

Back to school, truly it is a nightmare for those who are having more than ten schooling children and they are not financially sound.

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