Photograph

Tranquilizing cold breeze with a nice aura of the dusty wet ground mixed with a musky soil scent , all coming from the tiny gap in my wooden window just to wake me up telling it's a beautiful day ... well not only that... also it is telling that there will be lots of muddy smudges on my pants today .. ;)

stretching up and feeling a shiver down my spine ... the cold marble floor tickles the soles of my feet as I give a wide smile and scratch my hair ... wondering if I'll be bald someday ... arms wide open .. and mouth is even more widely open showing a part of my guts .. a wild idea of shaving my head jumps in front of me ... so I nudge the side of my head trying to kill this notion like I have murdered many such brilliant ideas before.

I don't know .... is it the winter which makes walls getting wider ... or it's just another cross of insanity inside of my head .. as the chill goes down my body again forcing me to dress up and head for work ... with a frozen tear of joy inside my right eye announcing winter's back.. and another dripping sad tear in my left one reminding me of my current situation ...

Sliding a rough bag along my back and having my earphones on as the music plays ..
it's another damn good song (Photograph) by a damn good rock band (Nickelback) … murmuring as I take my baby-steps towards the aromatic outdoors… and memories hits the back of my head flowing and gushing for each word in the song… the song is about the old days in school … and actually the song was working out for me since I was a foxy destructive boy through my high school days that mostly were fun during winter and such a weather …

The song said :

Look at this photograph …
every time I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red ??!! ..
what the hell is on Joey's head ??!!…

Here comes the memory of a picture of nearly 25 young guys covered with dirt … since this was a punishment for us for misbehaving during the art class … God .. we were a masterpiece of art after crawling all around the school yard cleaning it with our greenish ex-tidy suits … and hell yes our eyes got red after that long way crawling along the dusty floor… and there was a big pile of dirt above a friend's head …. Except that his name this time was Ibrahim instead of Joey …

Again the song goes :

This is where I grew up …
I think the present owner fixed it up…
I never knew where I went without ..
the second floor is hard for sneaking out

Well yes .. that's where I grew up… and though the school is still owned by the high ministry of education .. but they were generous enough to fix the school stairs up .. after they fell on some student's head … and oops they closed that gap in the third floor where we once ran away from … actually we couldn’t get far with no punishment.. cuz we were on journals at the very next day … with a glowing title says " Commandos in Syrian high schools "…

Once again the song is back :

This is where I went to school..
most of the times has better things to do
Criminal record said I broke in twice ..
I must have done half a dozen times

Yes school was a waste of time for me since I've done nothing there regarding education or even learning anything except for the nasty things .. hell yes that was a great record…. Actually I would consider it a set of world Genis records .. the most noisy …. The worst student … the naughtiest boy … the golden troublemaker … and finally 120 days of absence out of 180 was a hellish glare crown

A wider smile goes upon my face but gone too soon as a huge truck comes along the street and as quick as light irrigates my thirsty pants and waiting shoes with masses of muddy water , the big KIA stalks the street and all that you can hear is a loud sound of a rusty truck's engine mixed with Fairouz's famous song ( winter's back = rej3et elshetwieh ) , standing there thanking god that water didn’t go higher and hating Fairouz's stinking guts .

Posted by GraY FoX at 2:04 AM