Chapter 1
Just before I start off with my morning exercise; I'd go out in the bright day to receive the morning drops of Vitamin D.
The day seemed faithful, but I just couldn't shake off the feeling that it was a monday morning. I tagged the day as " a day of supposed joy" on the feeling that no many people were out, mostly because the holidays just sprang up. But this day felt strange, it began with the the pretense of lessons, a fleeting endeavour to impose order upon a disordered universe; a task as futile as it is amusing.
The obligatory errands followed, a tedious pilgrimage through the mundane. The watched, I felt. A collective curiosity dressed as casual glances, a subtle hunger behind every glance-not for me, but for the secret they thought I carried.
