Day in day out, day after day, morning once evening once, he would go to the same cafe, sat at the same corner, on the same chair and the same table, As usual he expected the same breakfast would be forwarded to him. Patiently waiting, he started to look around; the cafe had nothing which is different from yesterday.
The breakfast was served, he looked at him and he had a slight mood disturbance. The one who served him was not the one who served him before.
He was wondering, why must he be disturbed?
He walked out from the cafe, looking at the sky. The same old sky liked yesterday and the day before yesterday. Light blue cloud passing by, the sun shown her charm, bathing mildly over the houses, the trees, the grasses and padding lightly on each of us, we, the children of the world.
He admired the sunny day with cool breeze, he took a deep breath and started to look around and enjoying the surroundings. Children were playing at the small play yard, residents were walking around, some were going home, and some were going to the shopping mall. A short distance away, a commotion, an elderly women felled down, her handbag snapped away by motorcyclist. He stared at the incident and felt disturbed.
He wondered, what made him felt disturbed. Was it a crime? Or something that was not his daily routine?
A loud horn he could recognize it was a car horn, another short and loud horn, it was a second horn. He went out from his house; he saw a car parked at the drive way of the honed car owner's house. The time now clocked at 8.00 pm, he believed that the owner must be tired after one long and tiring working day. The honed car owner was highly needed a refreshing bath and had his dinner. When someone was tired, hungry and exhausted, temper would be easily getting flared. No movement and no indication of moving away the blocked car, it was predicted, loud and continuing horn started.
He wondered why he was not disturbed. Was it a daily routine of such an incident?
He sat at the same old corner of the cafe. He said to himself, the daily routine of his life. Was it made it that he was someone to whom predictable. Looking at the waiters and waitress, they were also predictable, doing the same old serving, doing the same old cleaning and doing the same old smiling and taking orders. Looking at the shoppers around the shopping mall, they were doing either one of three, window shopping, buying and looking around enjoying the environment of the decoration of the mall.
He wondered, the habitual, the one doing the same old daily routine, are they considered predictable? Predictable is good or bad!
He was on the way back home, passing by the neighbors. Neighbors asked "Going home ?" He answered "yes" Another neighbor asked “Going home right on time!" He answered "yes" Voiced out "Have you finished the same dinner?" He turned and stared at the one who voiced out and voiced out again at different source "Yeah, the answer is yes and also 'Yes' he was counting his own footsteps back home"
He wondered "Huh, don't they know human has feelings, animal too, even a tree, a flower, a grass, not surprising, a rock may have feelings too"
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