Issue 1 : Stolen Identity...(part 3)

photo by Steven Pinker

On the following week, I went home to my hometown. I have not been home for a while now..(i'm running out of allowance money)...There was an unfortunate event happened before I reached my lovely town....~here is the story...

~It was Thursday night, a cold long night for me. I missed mother so much. money was running low too.I walked from my college to the ticket counter at Gelugor. On the way to gelugor, I met Sarah. She asked me to buy ticket for her too. She's from the same town...She asked me to buy the afternoon ticket at 12.30. There were only two trips of bus from Butterworth to my town...I was thinking of taking the evening bus at 6.30..

I gave the ticket to Sarah after class. Ohhhh how i missed proper food...I can only afford a bread for lunch....After the "Jumaat" I took a nap...woke up at 4.30 and getting ready to leave this town....at 6.00pm I was already at the other side of the island...

I was shocked...very shocked...I saw Sarah waiting for the bus...She supposed to leave at 12.30.....Why is she still doing here???......OMG!!!!!!! reached my pocket and almost screamed.... I gave her the wrong ticket.....The 12.30 ticket was with me.....Of course I played cool in front of her and greet her...she asked me " Ohh I thought you never come, The bus not here yet though...."....hmmmmm i played cool and answer her "Ohhh i'm not going home by bus, I'm going to buy the train ticket now......"....pause a while"...see ya this monday kay?.."...

I was lucky that I did get the train ticket but it left me with only 70 cents in the pocket....I bought two sticks of Surya cigarettes and called a friend at my hometown to wait for my arrival. All was left for me was 10cents now....I am poorer than a beggar...and I have to wait until 9:50pm for the train....

I tried to killed time with reading...but my stomach stop me...was hungry but no money to buy anything...no, not hungry but famish....all I had was the Surya.....I can't even went to the toilet to drink from the pipe....toilet cost 20 cents....I curled on the bench and tried to sleep..people looked at me with eerie eyes...I had no shame that time...my hunger had overcome them....

The train was on time...on the train,I closed my eyes until I reached my lovely town....I almost cried when I saw my friend, Wally....we went to his house first(nearer to the station than my house) and I ate like I have never eaten before.....

I learn the pain of hunger.....and since that day I sympathize beggars....and hard for me not to give them money even though sometime they were only pretending.......

Saturday night.....
I was hanging out with Wally and some friends (at hometown), suddenly Rasila called me...She sounded scared.. "are you ok, darkheart?...did anything happen to you?.."........of course I was fine.....then she told me "Shrek called me and asked about you,he sounded worry bout you...and asked where you are?...I thought something happen to you, thats why I called you...." I convinced her that I was ok.....but I wondered why Shrek worried so much....

to be continue.....