1.Leather jacket
2.Business card
3.Dusty radio
4.Silver locket with inscription
5.Bottle of herbal medicine
6.Rugby ball
7.Fortune-telling cards
8.A jar o sharpened pencils
9.Brand new laptop
"Today is the day!"...That was his last words before going to his deep sleep. The story goes like this...
Abuya feels like going to heaven today! It is raining outside. His pink leather jacket is wet. There are some holes all over the jacket. It was a gift from his cousin. He's been using it for five years now. At home, he hangs the jacket next to his old hat. The inscription on his silver locket says, "Love is a crying game..." He removes it and puts it on the coffee table. Few drops coming down from his face due to the rain outside.
"This pencil is not sharp enough!" With a degree of tense, he picks another one from a jar filled with sharpened pencils on his writing desk. "Where on earth is the paper???" Out of nowhere, he just wrote something, more to some kind of notes behind one of his business cards. Seemingly, he giggles a little. A drop of purity falls from his innocent face...
He looked at a rugby ball next to the dustbin with a million thoughts going in his mind. The same ball reminds him of his glorious days where people loved him, deeply. He was surrounded by friends back then. Now, the picture is fading...to grey.
His laptop is trying to say something. All that comes from it is.."BUZZ!" The laptop seems to be working well. He just bought it last Tuesday. Someone is sending him an IM. He just can't seem to care less on it. There's a radio on the desk. It looks old and a bit dusty. It seems to make a sound but it is not possible as it is mute already. The radio was bought in 1969. He bought it last year in Jalan T.A.R..
The last raindrop sings a despair song in silence. As he giggles, he aims for a pen. The IM on the laptop's screen says, "Goodbye..." The echo of his giggles can be heard from afar. He was a joyful guy back then. Now, he is just another victim of a heartless world. "Love is a crying game.."
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