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Aiding Opposites

By Hussain Talib All Rights Reserved ©

Other / Drama

Meeting

“I would like to ask the Almighty Lord for a single question: Is there really a purpose for myself? Do I have a destiny, a reason to live or is it yet to gleam in the future? And in all personal honesty, I want to see it unfold. All I ask is to show me a pathway. A pathway which may finally unveil my road to life… and in which I could find the comfort I want. I want someone to be there for me. A person who can show me the way to my locked hope. The way to my personal judgement…”


A rush of water hurdled down from the blank grey sky as a ripple of light flashed through. A booming sound echoed throughout after a slight pause. The city was booming with noise and rush. Cars honking loudly the moment they faced towards a red light. People carrying umbrellas on top of them, huddling themselves underneath as raindrops continued dropping. Cars driving through puddles, gushing off waves of water onto the walking pavement. People clamouring about the weather or whatever they were bothered about. It was a usual day in a city when heavy rains occur. The perfect natural noise pollution.

A hooded man laid on top of a lone bench in the middle of a park. It was a miserable sight. No one there for sights, the green backdrops already overwhelmed by the weather. It seemed to look like a miserable atmosphere. The pouring rain clattering to the floor seemingly limitlessly, heavy winds raving through the area and rustling trees and the sound of thunder booming out loud on occasion. It was a common sight during a depressing day. And for all that was happening, the man didn’t seemed to be fazed.

The hooded man locked his dark brown eyes onto the floor, not caring nonetheless, his arms laid onto his knees and his black hoodie correlating with the weather. He stayed silent, not even bothering to make a noise, instead choosing to hang his head downwards out of depression as the rain glossed his dressing. It didn’t matter how long he’d been sitting there. It was typical for someone as cynical as him to sit alone in the middle of a heavy rain. He then upwards his head upwards, looking at the green field for a moment. He narrowed his eyes for a moment, and then jolted his head downwards again, nodding slightly as he sighed softly.

A footstep was heard from east. The man wasn’t fazed any bit and continued to look down on the drenched pavement, even as the steps started to sound high. Eventually, the hooded man found himself sitting with someone else. The figure was almost of the same age, albeit wearing a blue jacket and a cap. He glanced at the hooded man, patting his shoulders whilst smiling only slightly.

“Are you alright bud?” he gently asked.

“I’m alright. I came here solely on my own conscience” he replied with a rather raspy voice.

The opposite man slowly slid his arms away from the hooded man’s shoulders whilst appearing more surprised and concerned.

“You don’t seem fine. Do you mind having a good conversation?” said the man.

The hooded man sighed. “Go ahead. At least I’m free and I’ve nothing to do for the day, unlike most of the people in the city” he answered.

The man looked at the hooded figure sternly, whom was also staring back at him. The two were ready to ready to talk to each other at this point.

“I should probably introduce myself. I’m Landon Pike”, the man introduced.

“Ethan Kowalski” the hooded man replied.

Landon rubbed his gloved hands against each other before blowing his breath onto them. His face felt a bit warm, ready to begin talking to Ethan.

“I have Asperger Syndrome” said Landon, whom was breathing rather lowly.

Ethan seemed surprised by Landon’s words. Talking to someone who was diagnosed wasn’t something he’d expect from someone he just met.

“You’re diagnosed with Asperger. Anything else Landon?” Ethan asked calmly, having already been engaged by Landon’s words.

Landon was fidgeting. His knees kept buckling and his head kept rocking vertically. He then narrowed his eyes towards Ethan’s and continued to talk.

“Well, I got diagnosed when I was 13 and I’ve just recently left my home to start a new life in an apartment. I’m still looking for one though and I would like to pursue a good job as a librarian for a great library. I did a degree in Language and now… well I’m going to live in a new place and set myself up there for sure. And I wouldn’t mind sharing the room with someone else. I would like some accompany and respect from someone who knows I’m diagnosed and all” Landon explained in a rushed sentence. He felt a bit nervous and continued to fiddle with his knees.

Ethan bit his lower lips lightly. Groaning softly he lifted himself up from the chair and faced towards Landon. “Come with me. I’ll take you someplace” he recommended calmly. Glancing his bright blue eyes towards Ethan’s dark brown gaze, Landon got up. “Where?” he asked.

“Just come with me” Ethan replied as he started walking away. Landon followed behind.

The two walked into the city as the rain still raved through from the grey clouds.

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