April, 2008
I’ve got myself a surprise this morning, a really nice one. Starting this year, I just realize that the bus shelter I have been using to wait for transport (two bus routes to choose, and sometimes, when I could spare, taxi) is also used as a rendezvous point for some employees in waiting for their pick up bus. This is where the story begins.
Amongst the young employees, there is one good-looking young man: slick-jet-black hair, fair skinned, donned with unruffled company uniform, and a pair of shiny black shoe. Style-wise, he is a world apart from his peer, that’s obvious. Apparently, he is of a same level with the rest of the crowd, looking from the same outfit (different appearance, though). What distinguishes him from others is not his appearance, though. It is the distance he took. To my egalitarian-friend-packed eyes, this is quite strange: a person who shares the same spot should belong to the group. He usually took several steps away from the merry crowd, setting a stiff face as if he is ready for a race start. He would set his eyes fixed on horizon. Don’t think his peer forget about him, on several occasion I saw some of them ask him this and that think, and he would respond, monosyllabic, I suspect. There’s also a young-cheerful looking girl who more than seldom approached him, trying to make him respond more, but his respond stayed the same.
This morning, I went to the same bus shelter and met with the same flock as they waited for their pick-up bus. There, the good-looking young man: slick-jet-black hair, fair skinned, donned with unruffled company uniform, and his pair of shiny black shoe was laughing WITH them. I can see more of his beauty, truly, smile makes people look more beautiful. Thank God for sending this beautiful surprise and so early in the morning.
posted by que @ 2:16 PM
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