He wakes up in the morning at 7 A.M and reaches for his phone to stop the alarm that was set for 9 A.M
He leans back against the wall and looks straight ahead towards the mirror that reflects his zombie like body, trying to quench the thirst of his lifetime.
He puts one hand to his chest because he experiences a chest pain and the other on his head reciting “Please work together for once for my sake!”
He wants to scream and let his inner, bottled up words to get out but his Dad lies in front of him, sleepy and tired from his work.
Tears roll down from his eyes because it hurts him to see his Dad like this.
He gets up quickly and runs towards the bathroom, freshens himself up, knowing that he has responsibilities and people to take care of.
He prays, and prays, and prays for bliss.
Then his day resumes like any other day of another human being. Work, classes and everything in between.
He gets home, asks his mom how her day was and she smiles looking at him.
He goes to sleep knowing that at least someone smiled.
-Sabab.
