"Life is not easy, it was and never will be easy. It has a pretty unique way of surprising us - either bringing out the best or the worst in us. But still, I regard life as a precious gift. And the best use of it is living. No one has the right to take his own."
- Clio- -
- CLIO -"Where are we going?" I asked the guy I thought was a lunatic.
He and I were walking along a rocky road. His arms are around my waist as I walk, while mine is on his shoulder. He wanted to carry me but I refused, saying that I'd go along just fine. It would be uncomfortable to be carried by a stranger or someone I just met. I didn't verbalized that of course, but the whole situation is just plain awkward.
"Home." He said plainly.
My head turned towards him.
"No no no. It's not what you think it is." He added shyly, not meeting my eyes.
Though from the side angle I can see a smile forming from his lips. "It's just that my place is nearer than yours. We can clean your ankle first, put some bandage and then I'll send you home. It is safe, I'am safe I swear." As if reading my mind, he finished with a chuckle.
I returned my gaze towards the road. It would seem a long journey and I cannot handle it alone. I'm trying to hide the pain but my ankle really hurts a lot, I badly needed help. Though it may come from this stranger.
We didn't talk on our way. Nobody dared to initiate a conversation which is fine with me since I'm not really in the mood of talking. Aside from the pain of the injury, there is a lot of things I'm worried about - our orientation later, our shooting, the news this incident will make if ever this will spill out.
I sighed. Just the thought of it all is already exhausting.
"You okay?"
"Huh?" I didn't know I breathed out so loudly. "Uhm, yeah."
"I think you're really hurt." He said in a worried tone. "We're almost there. Just a little more." He said with an encouraging smile, slightly nodding his head.
I just smiled back and then return my gaze on the road. I don't like what's happening, my mind keeps on bugging me.
Few minutes more we came into an entrance of somewhat like an compound. There is a big arch on the entrance. The gates are big, I read the signage on the side of it, "Amier le Vie" I recognize the word as french which means Love life. I read the sign that followed, "Orph-- an-age"
Orphanage? My mind asked. This is an orphanage? He lives in an orphanage?
I looked around the place. There is an asphalt path walk going though the main house. On both the sides of the path walk is a garden. The walls of the gardens are covered with bougainvillea, budding different colored flowers. I smiled at the site. The garden left side consist a mini pond. There is a miniature falls with different kinds of stone on the corner of it. There is also various kinds of flowers, pots were arranged decoratively some of it is already blooming. Stone benches with small round table can be seen on the other side, there is a fence on top covered with crawling bougainvillea which serves as a roof of it. On the right side of the path walk is a mini play ground, with swings, slides, seesaw and monkey bars. There is a mango tree in the corner. Under it is metal chairs and tables.
I couldn't believe that in the place were both rocks and seas meet, of forest and plains, this haven could exist.
It is particularly busy, I can hear the sound coming from inside. There are sounds of hammer, broomsticks and talking like there is a clean up drive that is going on.
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KISMET: Into Love
Romansa"Have you ever felt lost? Lost in places that had been so familiar to you. Lost in your own self, known by many but stranger to your very own eyes. As if you are wandering in places you have known for a lifetime yet felt so unreal, so detached and s...