Mentally Occupied

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Hana searched on the kitchen table, she didn't find even a dry crumb of bread, she returned it, dressed quietly and got ready to get out of that empty house as usual, after a long work out she was always avoiding to look into people's eyes that meet them on the way as you avoid looking in the mirror. As if she was trying to escape from something or ashamed to take her eyes off the road she was on every morning heads to a famous coffee shop in the center of the city. She always loves to go there to sit all alone with a miserable looking in the newspapers for an advertisements vacancies.

There she sits at a small table near a glass window that occupies a side of the café, eating some salty biscuits that she loves before she begins to drink and sip her coffee slowly as she turns the pages of the newspapers. Some may think that salty biscuits are not suitable for drinking coffee, but she prefers this as if expressing About the many contradictions inside her or the many contradictions she went through.

That morning, Malik was awaked anyway, from last night, or maybe from the day before yesterday, in his big house house, but it looks kind of scary, given that he lives alone in this spacious house. or whatever b-stock market, of glance. He seems like a risky brave man, but on the other side, those who know him well will find out that he suffers from several diseases because of his job, which puts him daily under tremendous pressure, his heart beats very fast and suddenly When the stock goes up ,and sometimes other stops his heart out of action when it goes down, but no one can deny that he is a struggling young man.

He sat in the garden of his home, sipping coffee, after wearing an elegant black suit that highlights his height agility, He looks like an ordinary businessman; His life is indescribably organized and flowery, trimmed beard to match his handsome features. His hair is thick brown like the color of his eyes. He looked at an empty chair next to him and started speaking audibly while waving his hand confirming what he was saying, then he got up and stood up leaving the garden going to his workplace, he says: "Today I am not in the mood to talk about anything, I need enough space of my own to just take care of myself . I give myself a chance to enjoy that wonderful summer weather, perhaps I may go out on a picnic in search of myself, or I accompany some friends, just to have a normal life like all other people .. It is not fair that I live a life that is threatened as if someone is pointing a gun at my head all the time at work and also at home! The simplest of my rights is to have a peaceful sleep, right?! Don't look at me stupidly like that..."

If you follow people in a superficial way you will discover that every body and from a distant and still perspective it appears ordinary like everyone else, boring, regular. There is nothing special or different about them, But everyone has secrets, he owns a dark room that no one has the key to, even the same person who stays in it doesn't have it and he can't get out of it. You will know and it is not a secret to anyone that a person is a puzzle that you cannot solve, but when you approach him, you are curious to search a lot inside him and search for something exciting that is different from the nature of life and the routine of reality. Persons are boring, regular, repetitive, so don't come close if you're afraid to go near that room, don't come close if you're going to walk away after that person enters their dark room..

Hana was on her way to the café. She also used to eat her pretzels and her morning coffee. It happened to be next to where Malik worked although she comes to that coffee shop daily and he goes to the company in which he works daily also. Fate did not want them to see each other or even glimpse each other, even for a second, but today it seems that fate is arranging a new meeting between them, an encounter that will change their lives, and after months, if you ask one of them about their relationship, he will say with complete confidence that it is a coincidence, but they do not know that fate sort that they meet for the first time that day. This can be an amazing or a bad coincidence, but it is like arranging an appointment to meet water with fire, the doctor with the patient, you do not know whether the water will extinguish the fire or the fire will engulf the water and evaporate it, you do not know whether the doctor will be able to treat the patient or whether he will become sick like him and become infected with the infection. No, it is not like that, this meeting is like arranging a date to meet the fire with the fuel. The patient with a sicker than him, you know that encounter is not a good indicator of illness. The launch and all its possibilities are dark, but there is a very small possibility you can see with the naked eye that the firefighters come in the last seconds to put out the fire and find the patient. Because each of them treats the other's illness without the need for a doctor, sometimes looking at the illness of others is a kind of healing for our wound. It is like standing on the top of a hill and seeing others miss while under our feet countless misses. But some people find in this a mask about his condition and a cure for his illness. Hana stopped buying a newspaper to search for a job between the folds of its pages, She did the calculation without looking into the eyes of the seller. But she noticed his long beard, which was completely covered with gray hair. She was afraid that her eyes would meet his eyes and something unpleasant would happen. She took the newspapers from his hand and her eyes hung on the ground.

The newspaper seller smiled as he put the money for the newspapers in a box next to him and followed Hana as she turned to walk away.

She loaded newspapers in her hand looking at the ground fading into the faces of those passing by, And while she was turning to continue on her way to the coffee shop to sit her usual session, Malik was looking beside him. He spoke loudly although nobody was visible .His footsteps quickened, jogging, saying:

- Stop messing with me, again. and immediately leave me a lone.

Malik did not notice Hana as she passed by him, her eyes on the ground, and she could only see her feet moving monotonously on the pavement floor. She bumped into him and it seems that both of them were not having a good day at all, although it seemed like a normal day for others, Maybe because this happens every day, and their days are not different from this day in anything, Malik wakes up, gets dressed, drinks his coffee in the small garden of his house, and tries to help or get rid of someone who is chasing him all day and night, while she wakes up to go to the café after buying newspapers to drink her coffee and pretzel, and is looking for a job that suits her. Then she returns to embrace her violin and play whatever she likes to spend the rest of the day in her solitude .But they are as usual, incomprehensible to anyone else. They avoid facing that darkness that exists in the mind outside, until the confrontation happened between them. The newspaper flew from her hand and scattered on the road. Malik was embarrassed. He apologized to Hana over and over again, but she was confused and did not look in his direction and ran to collect the newspaper from the middle of the road as cars pass by trying to avoid bumping into it. A car was speeding towards her at that moment, and Malik pulled her back quickly away from the car that could have crushed her. At that moment, Hana was able to see his face precisely, and his eyes in particular. For nearly two months, she has been avoiding looking at anyone's face and avoiding looking and seeing the eyes of those she interacts with, to the extent that She sometimes avoided leaving the house for several days, and perhaps the reason for not accepting her in any work was because she behaved suspiciously.

Some people thought that she was an eccentric because she always looks in different places away from the present people. or whom they speak to, She stood stunned in the face of Malik, She can tell what will happen in the future just by looking into his eyes