Markus narrates:
I was looking at the sky, thoughtlessly, and the sky was all taking color again just before the sun rise. I found myself sitting on a beautiful wooden bench slightly moist due to the dew, later I observed that it was slight cold out here, but it was not chilling just cold.
Author narrates:
You can see Markus sitting on a bench from behind ,with a worker cap, and a woolen coat .Look at his grey hairs coming out of the cap around the ears, it is not like he was hiding it.he also carries a wooden stick ,not because he needs it or for fashion,he just wanted to try the image of a grown old man in his early sixties.
Soon he recollects himself from the view towards the people in the park,old folks trying to get themselves in a fit body they once owned and they drank and smoked until it was wrenched,some of them were just tuning up their healthy old body, proud of their health,they usually formed a group .
There were children playing on various and weird but colorful manual rides,markus always liked to see those children so happy ,ignorant, and full of energy and the character he most admired was the feeling of living in exact present they had.
He thought” why does it happens that the humans have to lose their most precious gift?”
Then darwin’s image appeared in his mind which in his thick thick tone said “ for survival”
So with all the abnormal thoughts which every average human thinker thinks everyday and forgets on the same pace,markus was sitting there.
He watched a child coming in the park holding a lady’s hands having wrinkles on it ,he didn’t saw the lady ,perhaps because he was observing the kid.
Again,he changed his glance to the birds on the tree ,chirping and freely playing in air from trees to trees.
All his concentration broke from a very sweet voice of a child
“what are they saying?”
He looked at the boy standing 2 feet next to him, black hair ,brown eyes,looking at the old man to which old man have no answer.
Marcus recalled that he is the same boy with the lady having wrinckles on her hand.
He said “ I have no idea young man. what do you think they are talking about?”
Boy replied” they are saying to move a little this boy wants to sit on the bench too.”
Markus laughed. He moved and let the boy sit next to him,after he sat markus was waiting for another word from the kid ,but the kid was busy stablizing himself on the bench,and then he was looking straight in front of himself,moving his small legs continuously back and forth.
Markus smiled and started closing his eyes for a bit, then the boy asked
