Day: Sunday afternoon…

Time: about 3:07

… Here you see me sitting in this lovely lazy Sunday afternoon. While everybody are outside walking around by the sideway or even shopping. I sit here enjoying my cup of hot chocolate while my friend is reading some pomes to her self. Laila that’s her name. One of my basest friends I ever had. We came together to Melbourne to study. But somehow we didn’t end up in the same university. I wonder why. Maybe because she didn’t pass the exams they gave her. Even so she is so good in her English. But why do I have this feeling that she didn’t take it seriously.

Anyways she came to just hang around in my place. Reading her pomes that she has to give for her literature homework. While I’m listening to Shakira “Underneath your clothes” on my head phone. Trying not to disturb her…just then I was looking at the window. It’s cloudy, cool and wonderful. Then what am I doing here at home?! Cillin for all I can say. I’ll be going out in an hour but God I have a lot to do. And tomorrow is Monday. School day… not up for it. I guess I have no choice then. So help me God. Laugh out loud.

And yes Laila is looking at me with a smiling. She knows that I get this as she calls it ‘7alaat nefseeya’ everybody gets their moments…I keep seeing the clouds changing shapes. Unlike in Muscat when I wouldn’t even look at the sky…what is there to look at. It’s just too hot. I never felt so happy just being here. At least I’m looking at the sky, feeling the cool breeze off my face. I’m just catching the moment…in a silent puse..Feeling it with a smile.