Desert Rain
It was a very sandy desert. Too sandy. Everywhere I went was sand. The sand getting into my eyes, making them sore and teary. The sand getting into my mouth, and I choked each time I took a breath of air. The sand getting into my shoes, poking at my feet with every step forward.
Somehow I wasn't alone. I was surrounded by people. The group consisted of about less than 10 people...I barely recognised their faces in the sandstorm. Why was I on this random trip? Why was I surrounded by unfamiliar faces? Questions, but no answers...and I continued walking. At this time, I became more aware that I was on some sort of trek through the desert.
The group decided to camp for the time being. I don't know why, but I wanted to carry on. I told the group that I was leaving them. No response. Probably they could not hear me. So I continued walking and walking. No one was near...I felt lethargic and fatigued. I wanted to faint any moment.
To make matters worse, thunder and rain came. It started storming. Desert rain? I've never heard of such a thing before. Wet sand hitting me everywhere I go. I could not walk on further. It was tough. I was about to pass out any time soon...
And then there was a familiar sight. A friend of mine who was from that group somehow appeared (don't ask me who I knew he was from the group, I just knew), and came to support me as we decided to continue trekking through the desert. The thing is, I never even half expected that person to come and help me. But he did. Wait let's him a name. Ok let's call him X
And then he did, and soon we reached a bus stop.
What? A bus stop?!
Yes. A bus stop. It looked like one of those bus stops along MacRitchie reservoir. And guess what? I saw 2 people at the bus stop. One of them was my really good friend. But strangely, he didnt notice me. Hmmm, so lets call this guy Y.
So I boarded the bus with X. Y and his fren came along. Strangely, Y didn't even talk to me at all. Totally ignored. Weird.
And then I was getting tired, I leant on X's shoulder and fell asleep...
And then I woke up on my bed. It was just a dream. A strange dream indeed.
It was a very sandy desert. Too sandy. Everywhere I went was sand. The sand getting into my eyes, making them sore and teary. The sand getting into my mouth, and I choked each time I took a breath of air. The sand getting into my shoes, poking at my feet with every step forward.
Somehow I wasn't alone. I was surrounded by people. The group consisted of about less than 10 people...I barely recognised their faces in the sandstorm. Why was I on this random trip? Why was I surrounded by unfamiliar faces? Questions, but no answers...and I continued walking. At this time, I became more aware that I was on some sort of trek through the desert.
The group decided to camp for the time being. I don't know why, but I wanted to carry on. I told the group that I was leaving them. No response. Probably they could not hear me. So I continued walking and walking. No one was near...I felt lethargic and fatigued. I wanted to faint any moment.
To make matters worse, thunder and rain came. It started storming. Desert rain? I've never heard of such a thing before. Wet sand hitting me everywhere I go. I could not walk on further. It was tough. I was about to pass out any time soon...
And then there was a familiar sight. A friend of mine who was from that group somehow appeared (don't ask me who I knew he was from the group, I just knew), and came to support me as we decided to continue trekking through the desert. The thing is, I never even half expected that person to come and help me. But he did. Wait let's him a name. Ok let's call him X
And then he did, and soon we reached a bus stop.
What? A bus stop?!
Yes. A bus stop. It looked like one of those bus stops along MacRitchie reservoir. And guess what? I saw 2 people at the bus stop. One of them was my really good friend. But strangely, he didnt notice me. Hmmm, so lets call this guy Y.
So I boarded the bus with X. Y and his fren came along. Strangely, Y didn't even talk to me at all. Totally ignored. Weird.
And then I was getting tired, I leant on X's shoulder and fell asleep...
And then I woke up on my bed. It was just a dream. A strange dream indeed.
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