Reason for the Watermark

2-SHY : 05

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Last Scene :

“Why are there only 3 pictures of Leanne on the site?” questioned Sheilda.

I was on the phone with her and she demanded to know why I’m loading the set so slowly. Man, it took some time for me to tell her what happened. But then again, there’s also my work and my travelling out so much. I hardly have time to update eventhough I would like to.

And then there’s that other dumb matter…

Scene # 1 :

This morning, I woke up with the sun shining in my face.

I mean, really!

The haze has been SO bad these few weeks that I’ve almost forgotten what it’s like to have the sun warm my face. So I woke up much earlier than intended and got ready for the day.

After my shower and getting ready to go out to town to settle a few personal things – I even brought my little Olympus P&S to take pictures of the Blue sky and the Clouds I was just too happy to be breathing proper air and seeing the sky again. The last few days of work had been irritable and I nearly redefined the statement “to plant ones foot onto ones ass”.

Magician’s Zahir

While in my room, a soft polite knock on the door reached my ears as I was reading and halfway through my bottle of red.

“Can you help me get rid of a problem?” my sister asked.

“What problem?” I didn’t even want to look up from the book, not because I was lazy, but because I know of the sudden rush I’d feel in my head from all that red.

“There’s a lizard in my room and I want to get rid of it,” she said in a sheepish voice. Earlier on, she complained about roaches in one of the hotels that she frequents due to her travelling job – now it’s lizards.

“Get it on your own, they are harmless.”

“Please!” she begged me in such a way that one just can’t refuse. Well, I could have refused but she is my sister afterall and she did ask nice. I got up, wobbly and then sauntered into her room and she handed me some toilet paper. I stared at it alittle bit and asked her how big the bugger was.

Turns out that it’s a small one. I groaned as she kept pleading that I get it and flush it down the toilet.

“Why would you want to flush it down the toilet? What has it ever done to you?” I asked.

“I just don’t want it near me or in my room at all!”

When I caught it (it wasn’t too hard since it was really small and was confused as to where it was running to), I made her open up the window so I could let it go free. “It didn’t do anything to harm you,” I told her, “It deserves to live just like everyone else.”

Except roaches. I really hate those little sh*ts.

She did as she was told, and that little lizard lived by mercy alone. I couldn’t imagine it drowning for no reason. It’s just not right to such a creature.

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