Fifteen Seconds

Another year we had to follow separately has passed. Do you know of our bounds? We shared them together back when we’re still looking the same page, the same sky. Now I wonder where our gaze would be.

There was a time when you watched as the sky darkened. From above, during my first fall I saw you looking up. I was sure you heard the thunder clap. It was so deafening I wouldn’t be surprised if you had covered your ears and closed your eyes. Time had to stop sadly when I landed. I wonder if you would mind meeting again in such circumstances. Do you know the rain was unusually heavy? I had to run just after landing and was afraid should I slip over. That would make a fool of me, ja? Good thing was the time stopped.

Remember my old pal? The one who wore raincoat? You wouldn’t recognize him, obviously. Wearing a raincoat during downpour is a common thing to do. But if you saw the emblem, you might come to understanding that it was the same emblem you had seen on my jacket. He asked me if that figure closing and covering both eyes and ears was you while running beside me. I just nodded.

Fifteen seconds was how long the time had stopped. It was enough for us to cover a long distance, a distance you would laugh right away if I told you. Looking back at those times, I’m glad to leave you behind with those people with whom you are now. It’s safer and lively. The towering light from the ground you had seen earlier from your home was indeed not ordinary light. It was our duty to stop that light from appearing.

Ten seconds remaining and my wristwatch started to crack because of the pressure caused by our speed. My friend already jumped down to the valley from which the light came. I followed him with great attention to danger. The light was not meant to be there. It it was there, I wonder what would happen next.

Five seconds after jumping, the light began to fade out. Our task there was done silently. We jumped out the valley and stood on the edge. Not a moment later we were already standing before you while you still posing the same way. The sound of my wristwatch was heard again. It wasn’t designed to withstand such pressure.

He asked me what occasion it was and I told him it was our delayed annual reunion. He didn’t seem to believe me. After all we live in different fragment of both world and memory, he said. I shrugged him off and checked to see if my former classmates were around.

One second later we jumped to horizon and time moved again. I didn’t see you after that. I supposed our class was having intense conversation about how life had been going? I wouldn’t know. Tell me when the time comes, would you? The sky started to clear and the sunset was seen from a far. I wonder for once we might see the same thing when looking up to the sky.


For the Reunion

When people said reunion, one thing comes to mind. This.

Couldn’t say people would love it but I remember the song played when Kadaj visited Rufus Shinra in his retirement and thus the reunion. The movie was the first movie I really had intended to buy and I did. No regret.

P.S. I always admire piano. I can’t play it myself but surely would give it a try.

Telegram Is Timed Out

I wanted to try Telegram for Desktop. Sadly, it’s timed out. Well, not that sadly. I hardly use it on my phone.

Only by using VPN, Telegram might be accessed.

And, that’s a wrap. Good Day, People.

Mein Fehler

Ein Fehler.


Musst du dann diesen machen?

Warum soll ich nicht?

Weil es ein Fehler ist?

Keine Ahnung.

Everything Is Everything

So, here it goes, 2003.

Played during study tour, no regret afterwards. Because everything that happened means everything. Regrettably, running faster wasn’t an option.

Sunday & Afternoon

Because Sunday afternoon should be a quiet moment of the day. For you to continue your work on the next day, you deserve a rest.

Homeroom Teacher

Is Homeroom teacher some who is responsible for nurturing the kids in the classroom? I thought so. It is one of many obligation of teacher and yet somehow it falls heavily to this particular kind of teacher.

I still remember how he introduced himself at our first session. He told us his name, his origin, his degree, and his address, which was in unknown area to me at that moment. He had some sense of humor and some of them were not simple that they required you to think about it before saw yourself either laughing or wondering how they could be even funny.

His subject was Mathematics, a subject which was easy for a few folks and hard for some other ones. Somehow he made it easy for everyone. He had eyes that saw every one of us and he knew each of our weaknesses. Sort of. He could even understand a mess the students were about to make about  the subject and gave a proper way out. Well, this could be an overstatement but I thought of him that way.

He liked to make a competition during his session which sometimes rewarded us an earlier time to go home. He also scolded us if there was something unnecessary happened. I still remember one of my classmate was behaving inappropriate and now showing any kind of regret or remorse. He just quipped her. It was so sharp that she couldn’t present her argument. The same thing also happened to one of basketball team.

He had keen eyes which made us wonder if we could do any mischief without him knowing but even if we did, he usually didn’t step in until we crossed certain borders. That way we learned that we need to think deeply before we act, a behavior useful for our future.

It was March 22nd 2017 when he was relieved from his duty as a teacher. I would love to attend his farewell event but I was too late. I doubt anyone from my class would attend such thing. They have had a different life to live already. Guess I have to greet him personally later, when the time comes.