nobody approaches her, none except the wind that blows slightly wishing her all the tenderness that it can offer...
the crowds are noisy but one thing in the girl's mind is...flood..
flash flood...
water drops from the edge of the roof, making holes right where they hit... as the rain goes heavier, tiny rushes of water becomes powerful that all of them from about 4 different directions combines into 2 and washes away the soil into the drain... if there's a single tiny little country, for sure these water rushes are like Tsunami that hits the people years before...
the tall girl was there...still, watching the little water activity from behind glasses... and suddenly a motherly voice approaches....
what are you looking at?
TG: nothing, i was just looking at the water (slight smile, finger pointing outside)
MV: oow,, i used to enjoy watching this too when i was a little girl.. i used to take something like stick or anything and try to disrupt the water rushes.. uuuw
TG: oh really? (smile and face shows interest).
MV:yeah..
TG:oh how i wish i could go back to those days...
MV: but you can't...
(MV turns backwards... and walks away, the crowds called the tall girl to come nearer...)
the tall girl watches the water rushes again, but she noticed that someone is taking steps to reverse the car into the parking lot where the water rushes are... and the driver was soo good that she manages to park her Kembara safely... and she stops by the hall, giving a nice and hot Keropok to the crowd... she is our beloved Mdm Tan who's like a mother to us here...
the MV (motherly voice) is actually the Literature lecturer, one that talks a lot and has her own book shelves inside her mind...
the tall girl is...me...
p/s: our lecturer is someone who imparts the knowledge...seeing them from this side makes them respected, but seeing the other good side of them sometimes makes them loved...
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