Raining, I'm running as I have decide to go home after a long day at work, In fact, I am actually planning to go to bar just to chill out some stress, so I ran and call out taxi cab. I come atleast after ten minutes away from office, the bar is not full as it is during calm nights, maybe because of the heavy rain, I sit down beside the transparent glass so I can see the view outside like it's my solitude moment, not too far from the bar, I order my favorite tequila dulce vida, I also order fries for It is one of my favorite side dish. Looking outside I observe many things, heavy traffic, people running, and some of them seems enjoying the rain while on umbrella. I actually love rainy nights, it gives me peace and good sleep, except when I'm outside, cause I don't usually bring umbrella. Suddenly, the waiter asks my name so he could put my order on my table, he first serves the drink following the bucket of ice with tong and telling the fries to follow. While waiting, I have notice familiar face enter the bar, sit down alone near to my table, frowning and seems like overflowing problem smacked her, I gaze at her so I could tell who, and it brings some memory at once, I know it's awkward not to greet someone that has been part of your life, she's one of the painful things happen to me, but before remembering everything about us before, I've decided to just stare at her so she could notice me, and then the waiter come and take her order as well , maybe staring at her for sometime make her conscious so she notice me with no hesitation, gaze at me for a second and she gives me grin smile and look down like she's ashame of everything what happen before, but I move on already, so no need for me to feel bitter or whatever, and I think she's upset because of a serious problem occur. I wave my hand, and she wave back, I walk to her and bring a glass of tequila, " do you mind? " while I'm trying not to be awkward, she hesitate like she wants to tell me she has company, "no it's ok, have a sit" she responded while looking at the floor, maybe she's a bit shy with this, maybe she's thinking that she want to be alone but this happen, I can tell there's a problem googling her, but I don't wanna ask, I'm here just to catch up with her. But I think this is really not a good time for this so I decided to stand up and for a second without her lookingat me she ask me why I would go? So I sit back and take a deep breath while me wondering what's going on with her? Then after awhile she starts talking. "Ahm, how are you?'' While still
As what my name telling me, it isn't in reality, yes! I am Prince with nothing but a wooden house, living in very flung area, stops studying because my mother can't support my schooling, our father on the other hand left us with no reason, me and my mother Theresa, we supporting each other to live. We are picking garbage at the dump site near our house, plastics and metals are the ones that we can call gold to our eyes, and sell it in a certain price — our neighbors had the same job as well. We need to be early as soon as before sunrise as we are not the only one picking those garbage to sell, the garbage came from other nearest municipal and this is the main dump site. Every 5 in the morning they are throwing the garbage so the advantage of being early is really important.
My mother somehow is too old to do things like this that's why I'm telling her that she can stay at home and I'm the one will work. I can finish it until 12 noon and buy 2 kilos of potato for dinner, or buy tomatoes and salt instead. I'll boil the potato and put a little bit of salt to make it more thrilling. My mother always likes it and thankful for I am responsible to her and to our life to live. I didn't choose this life, but I'm satisfied. Of course, I dreamt about good things in life, I dream to finish college with my chosen course — anyhing about computer-related course — or atleast I finish High school as I could possibly have a chance for a decent job rather than this. But fate bring me in this situation, that i need to save every drop of blessings I am receiving, and no matter how I think of the possibilities, I don't think I can get out of here with my mother.
If I could have my father by our side, maybe the situation twisted a little bit for us, maybe I'm not doing what I am ought to do and choose another path. But I'm not putting any blame to my father, we could still eat atleast twice a day. I'm used to it, the hot westher, the house, the smell, everything are not bad afterall. I have friends here, we are perfectly happy, we can provide the needs and even sometimes we crave for something, specifically those who are only rich people can provide, we only think and say to each other that someday we will reach those dreams and we will see our selves successful and satisfied, then we will laugh because it's beyond our imagination.
I am walking on the street cause I've decided to see different this day, I go to near places and municipalities that I haven't seen yet. I passed through different stores, selling accessories, bags, figurine or even street foods you name it, I feel hungry somehow looking at those, I enter in one shop selling antique sculptures and body accesories, and there this one thing that captured my attention, there this one girl figurine wearing something like japanese kimono with a fan as her weapon posing like she's ready to attack anyone soon.
"That's Geisha warrior, a girl with a thousand pound strenght but with pure heart" someone at my back talking with full of information in his words. I turn around with hesitation cause It feels like he's going to throw me outside after.
"She's beautiful amd scary" i added.
"Yes indeed!, once there was always a Geisha in any japanese clan, they serve as the queen of war, they are nursing those wounded souldier but at the same time fight along side with the Leader of the group, they are beautiful with a heart"
After he sums up everything about Geisha, two men come in and they look like someone knows about antique so the owner started entertaining them. I walk out and roam again along the road, when I feel like I'm getting tired, I've decided to go back and rest. I'd still have the feeling of like there's a fire in me that I want to be more like inspired person.
I arrive at home and walk straight to mother, She told me that she's hungry, enough for me to start preparing dishes that she likes. I cook scrambled egg with tomato promptly slice. I serve it with her favorite tea and it compliments the serve with her smile, it makes me feel good every time. I lie in bed and gaze at the ceiling, my thoughts start to amaze and start to think to be more inspired, I may not be able to be one of the luckiest man alive, I may be poor, but I have a heart, a mother, and work to supply our needs. I still think I'm lucky enough compare to those who has nothing and then I started closing my eyes and fall asleep.
I wake up after 2 hours because of a heavy rain pouring in our rooftop, and of course, it started to wet our house because our roof has a lot hole, I put caps so it will contain the water. I look for mother and find her sleeping on her bed, I put blankets so she won't feel colds. The Lightning is strong that makes me close my eyes every time, I look at the window and It gets me in solitude state, being like this, feeling alone is never easy, it really just so happens that I'm poor and I maybe He gives this life because I am tough and I can make my dreams come true. Maybe someday, I'll be out of here, I'll be living on my own dream house or I'll be able to buy everything I want. I may be under a tree right now, but soon – I hope, I'll be on the top. But today, I'm a warrior, I'm the captain of my soul and no regret I will face everything, I'll continue living with no restrictions, I'll be the one who will carry my mother on the top. I promise...
I lost my parents as early as I can't imagine, it's one of the reason I never get a chance to attend school, at a very young age I learn to feed myself and work to live. I work as a cleaner in a private school 10 minutes away from where I stay, I started working here when I was 13 and now I'm 16, it's very clear to me that I'll stay here for more years, the reason.. I don't know. I'm starting working every 6 am in the morning, unknowingly I learned to write without me attending school, mainly because I used to observe before some of the student's lecture way back before, I think I'm pretty good, huh?, I will first take hot water on the dispenser with a blue and red button on it, bring it in the Quarter to make a coffee and drink it before starting my work, since I don't have enough money at all, it's been my everyday breakfast since then, sometimes some of the teacher giving me bread whenever they see me. Our Quarter is in what they called Emerald Building, we are exactly at first floor, there's one room that I always wanted to see, because the one working inside was the reason maybe (but not the main reason) why I'm working here. Her name was Leila Lawrence, she's working as an Assistant Human Resources, She has this straight hair with a little curly at the end, Her circular eyes with brown almond color makes me feel alive, her lips that always red because of her lipstick and very light make up which makes her more simply beautiful. She's older than me, she's 20 and I know what's the difference between us, I wasn't expecting anything will happen between us because it's way too impossible, not even in my dream, she barely knows me because I clean most of the rooms here with my co-cleaner Mark Conor, He's the only friend I had and he knows everything about me and vise versa.
"Pablo!!" As the loud but calm voice comes to my ear, very familiar voice that makes me hesitate to turn around while I'm cleaning the window glass of the first room on the first floor, I knew it was her so to my surprise I found her infront of me dazing like she wants me to do a favor, very innocent eyes without forcing to do it, it's just natural to her.
"I just want to ask if you can help me?" She asked as if we used to talk.
I clear my throat before responding. "Yeah sure, what is it?"
"I just want you to tape the box I have in the office cause I'm gonna use it to keep some unimportant files inside, can you?"
Without any idea at all, I just nodded and follow her as she turn around away from me to the office.
She immediately point out the box together with the tape, I take them and do it without second thought at once, I rest on the floor while doing it, and observing what she's really doing through my peripheral vision. I'm very concious about her and I don't feel light doing something beside her.
"You are Pablo right?" While she's sitting on her table infront of the stuffs she's going to put inside the box.
"It's just my nickname, but my real name is Paplito Nevias"
She stop doing her stuff and look at me wondering "ahh, nice name but i heard that you haven't seen your parents and you live by yourself" sounding like she's gotten interested in my life.
I hesitate to answer to her foregoing question or otherwise it will result to rejection, but before I open my mouth she suddenly interfere.
"I'm sorry if I asked too much from you, I know we're not that close, I just got into my curiousity and you know this was the first time I have talk to you."
"No that's fine, don't feel bad" I answered back with reassurance
I finished the box so I've decided to leave immediately with her saying her gratitude.
And it's already past 6 pm thinking did I just spent most of my time helping her?, so I leave the school immediately and walk to the same road I've always been, while I'm on the road there's this thing that give me a lot of thinking, the question she ask, it's not that crucial but it brings me back where I used to be, how did I survive myself without anyone to count on?, I've already forgot everything about my past not because it's not part of me anymore it's just that I never wanted that, and it makes me envy those who are not the same as me, living normal life.
Just got home, I lay on my bed and gaze at the ceiling trying to catch up with my life, seeing my self maybe after three year — having my own family with the woman I love — so that time I won't feel anything less anymore. Suddenly a knock on the door, wondering who's that. My house is definitely small so I can reach the door few steps away, I have this little hole on the door so like expensive doors I can see who's knocking and it is Mark.
"What brings you here mark?" Looking at him with remorse
"What's up?" Asking me as if he knows already what happen.
Mark was my best friend, he's been a lot with me through anything and everything, though we're not the same status in life, he has atleast family, and that's the difference between us. But he always makes me feel he's a family of mine though.
"Nothing, I just had headache, I don't know, you what's up?" Denying the fact that I'm feeling solitude.
"Come on bro, I know something happen, spill it out!" While entering and sat on the bed at once.
"I just talked to Leila Lawrence for the first time you know? She just needed my help but on the process, she asked me questions maybe about my life, that makes me go back to where I used to be before"
"Oh man! Don't ever think that you're alone anymore, I'm here, we are family, even Shaun is our family we are brothers man! And by the way Shaun is inviting us to his home to do some parteeeyy!" With some giggle and excitement on his face.
I'm about to refuse when I suddenly picked up myself that I need to atleast spend time with myself or with friends so I won't bother thinking the saddest part of my life anymore.
We leave at once and walk together going to Shaun's home. Shaun is a friend but not the best I could say, he's just like mark but never knew everything about our life. While walking on the the road, Mark and I talking, laughing and looking at some beautiful girls along the way — I am not naughty as it sounds but sometimes, I'm just a Man — We arrived at Shaun's house and call him infront of their metal gate, they're not rich, but they're not poor.
He immidiately open the door and welcome us with our "bro hug" . The three of us go to the room, we meet his parents and say "hi" to them, his parents is not strict and it's OK for them that we do something like this.
As we enter the room, everything was ready, the drinks and the snacks, he really expecting us because it's been a long time since we've done something like this, and I feel light now to myself.
"What took you so long both of you? Sit down sit down my friend" telling us with excitement.
Mark and I sit down and rest our back to the couch. I take the first drink so we could start early in no time. We laugh as usual with Shaun's corny jokes and funny story based on his never ending experience. We finished the six bottles, so we feel tipsy and dizzy, me and Mark decided to go home and it's already 12 midnight. Shaun takes us to the gate to bid his final goodbye and telling us to go back again soon.
While on the road, we barely talk to each other as if we are supporting each other if ever one of us fall down. We arrived at my room-like house and I told Mark to stay for a while, just for him to lessen the dizziness from the liquor we drink. Mark sits on the bed and me on the floor and starting to realize something.
"You still can't forget what happens earlier right?" While he's gazing from nowhere.
I look at him and told him "Yeah, and I just realized something crucial, that no matter what happen or no matter what I do, I'd still have my past inside of me, it's either I'll learn from it or use it as an excuse for me not to continue living, maybe that's the hardest part of life. Your choice, your mistake.