July 16, 2016

We had agreed to take a taxi home together after class. When we were dismissed, the teacher requested to talk to him. She wanted to see the cat that he had brought in toast box with him. “What a waste of a friend”, he muttered while he opened the lid to reveal a black kitten inside. The cat’s left front leg seemed to have been injured.

I walked outside to find myself in the flooded streets surrounded by the rain forest. I looked at my friend from a distance and think to myself: “As I welcome the rain, he welcomes no life.”