Wednesday, February 27, 2008'
I was perspiring profusely, and running like a mad dog in an enclosed area. I was desperate, I had to find it before dusk. I searched high and low. I strained my eyes and looked around ,hoping against hope that I can catch a glimpse of that shiny object. I was running as fast as my legs could carry me, in search of that precious object.
As I was running, I was deep in thought. My late grandfather gave me his shiny sliver wristwatch. And it was the only object that reminds me of him. Without it, my memories of him would be vague. I went to the nearest bench and sat down, staring into blank space. He was on the hospital bed he could barely speak. He gulped in air and left me with his last few words,” Take care of it, I’m passing this down to you. It’s my family heirloom and it’s priceless.” He then handed me the watch. I watched him fall into a motionless sleep. I told myself, I had to find it, and I would. All I had to do was to retrace my steps.
I went everywhere, but I could not find it. There was only one option left for me, and it was to go home and face the music. I went home sobbing to my mother. I told her what had happened . She did not reprimand me, but she was calm and still. She grinned at me and said” It’s okay, as long as you’re worried about it. I know you can’t bear to lose your grandfather’s prized possession that was passed down by his ancestors, but what’s done is done. It can’t be undone.” After I heard what she had to say, I felt a sense of relieve as she did not blamed me. She understood, it was my nature to misplace things easily.
It was a nerve-wrecking experience I went through the whole afternoon. I seriously regret misplacing the watch. From now on, I’ve learnt to treasure what I have with me right now.
Monday, February 11, 2008'
An incident when I was caught in a storm Big cauliflower clouds were boiling up and hovering above me. Thunder boomed in the distance. I looked up and realized something was wildly wrong . There was an earsplitting crack, and the air filled with screams. Some of my own. It was bizarre as I heard that it was supposed to be a sunny day.
Then it started, the raindrops touched my face-it was cold and brought an eerie feeling. Then it exploded on me in a chaos of wind, water and noise. I was drenched with icy cold raindrops. I searched high and low, finally I found somewhere where I can shelter myself from the pouring rain.
I counted the lighting strikes to distract my mind from the cold, pain and terror. My body bent by the shelter into an agonizing, painful position, I waited in the darkness wondering how much longer will this storm take to ease.
