?
Think twice
What you see is supposedly
What you get
And yet
There are times when radical
Seems the way to go
Alive, it makes you feel
But no
Society says no
No room for shock
It more often than not rejects
Those who thread a different path
Oh well
Suppression has worked since ancient times
What's eternity?
woah had arts council interviews tdy..don't knw what my chances are..but oh well..hehe..if it's meant to b it's meant to b if not then oh well..haha..shoots la..missed double econs last fri..dunno if i'll b able to catch up tmr..haiz n oso SEA tut A3..and probably lots of info on Othello..sian (abt nw ppl must b thinking..wa..wad a studious kid..haha actually no i just love the subjects im doing albeit not doing very well in all of them) but seriously i better get down to doing my SEA tutorials asap..hehe..oh n here's the long overdue
Pt III of Behind Two Pairs of EyesZachary
It was unusually noisy for a Monday morning. Half the time people would be dragging their feet to class yawning but today people were gossiping along the corridors and oohs and aahs echoed throughout the corridor and saw a huge crowd at the other end.
"Must be a new teacher or something", Zachary said to himself as he walked into class.
"Hey Zach! Have you seen them?" His basketball mate Marc asked they high-fived each other.
"What?"
"Those posters plastered all around school man!"
"What posters?"
"Dude, you should go check it out! It's damn cool!"
Curiously, Zachary walked to where the commotion was and read the poster out loud.
"My deepest apologies go out to the boy whose watch I ruined last Friday. I feel guilty for doing so and hope to make up to you. However in all the confusion I never got your name. Therefore, if you do see this message please call the following number. Thank You."
Zachary blinked. He turned to look at the watch on his hand, which still read Friday, 20 Mar 3.56pm. After a moment of consideration, he stuffed it in his pocket and returned to class.
"Zach! Have you heard! Brando actually called the number! And the guy on the other line said that they were willing to return a watch of any make and model! You could even ask for a FREAKING ROLEX!" Marc’s eyes widened as he related the story.
"It’s probably just a scam Marc."
"No it ain’t! The people were even willing and ready to set a meeting time and place and didn’t even mind us calling the cops if we wanted to! But too bad Brando didn’t know how the watch got spoilt. The whole team would be getting fine dining for the rest of the season if we sold off a Rolex!"
Their conversation was cut short by the appearance of the principal in their classroom.
"Sorry to interrupt the lesson but I need to speak with Zachary urgently."
Zachary followed the principal into his office and wondered what he had done this time. The last time he was here was because he had won the international science quiz and the principal wanted to personally congratulate him but by the look on his face now, things didn’t seem very positive.
"Sir, did I do something wro–"
"No no, of course not." There was an awkward moment of silence.
"Zachary, I don’t know how to tell you this in a more appropriate manner. I’m really sorry to have to tell you this, but your mother was involved in an accident about an hour ago with an eighteen-wheeler. Apparently, the driver was drunk. She’s in very critical condition at the moment. Your brother is already on his way here to pick you up. I’m so sorry."
Zachary didn’t say anything. He didn’t cry, he didn’t scream, he didn’t do anything. Even when his brother arrived, he remained silent.
At the hospital, Zachary’s brother Danny curse swore and banged his fists against the wall. He could only watch on helplessly as doctors and nurses wheeled his mother into the emergency room. Zachary on the other hand remained still, his eyes fixated on some distant thought.
After what seemed like an eternity, the doctors came out of the emergency room. Zachary couldn’t read their faces.
"Miraculously, your mother survived the operation. I am positive that she will pull through, but her condition in the next 24 hours will ultimately determine her life and death. However, I am sorry to say that if your mother survives she will be paralysed from the waist down. I afraid I have to tell you that this paralysis may be permanent so you need to make plans to give her utmost care in future."
The doctor walked away and the corridor was now filled with what seemed like interminable silence.
Finally Zachary spoke. "Hey bro, don’t worry about everything okay? When mum gets better, I’ll definitely see us through."
Entry @ 8:49 PM;
Monday, August 29, 2005
