The Tale of A Wanna be Romeo

The Journey.

Around the time of summer when I had myself completely shut inside my home, I did nothing but play games.

"The loneliest moment in someone's life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly." ― F. Scott Fitzgerald

By the time when I realized that I was hopeless, I found myself lurking beyond the solitude, It scared me to believe on the dreams I saw with my eyes open.

The life without an ambition is like a life without a meaning, henceforth I stopped searching for the meaning that will mean nothing to me.

I stood at the peak of misery.

Well during that year, I was in 10th grade, the fellow students of my classes became busy at studying for the upcoming major board exam next year. Where I had my text books covered in dust.

My mother was always busy, she worked in a NGO, She is the strongest women I have ever seen so far.

My brother (Rihan Chowdhury) opened a business, he launched a Internet cafe by the time he was 20, he lent his hand to the family income after father's leave. My brother was quite an ambitious guy from the beginning and due to his hard work he achieved lots of success during his journey so far.

Three of us were on a journey.Countless obstacles came in our way but our mother always stood in front of us, guarding us as the shield and fought them as the sword.

By the time of going through of those dilemma, I had myself mixed up in the family business as well before I knew it , I started working on my brothers   cafe. He gave me the authorities over the business. So what I used to do was , I sat on the office desk and played games or watched anime and administered the cafe.

It did not seem that bad after all, A soon to be sixteen year old boy sat on a office chair and became an administrator of a Internet cafe, I felt like a business holder. Damn it really felt good, I had my pocket full of money all the time, damn life was going smooth. Until I realized my books on the table was untouched and the major board exam of mine was close. I used to stay at the cafe 24 hours always, I played games, watched anime and looked after the cafe that's it, I did nothing but these, I stopped going out, I stopped hanging out with my friends, I stopped going to school.

From the childhood I was always talkative and naughty. I spent most of time in my childhood by jumping and running, breaking things. I played with mud and sand, I always laughed and screamed, my folks told me I was named as second hand of the clock by my uncle. So basically I was a problem child back then. There was a time when I went out on a journey alone to the river bank when I was 8, oh well I do not remember all this stuff to be exact, I heard it from my grandmother.

Well the childhood of mine was dope, yet now I am hopeless.

By the time of the fall, My family decided that I am to take a break from the school, I would not give the board exam.

They thought I would not make it, so they decided that I will repeat another year in the same class. Oh well! I was okay with it because I had known that my books are untouched. I was quite into games that time, I did not care to repeat another year, all it mattered to me was that I could play games all the time.

Yesterday is  history, tomorrow is mystery and today is a gift so that is why we call it the present ― Bill Keane

Well I had hold on to that, the so called called present and tried to enjoy it as much as I could without trying to solve the mystery.

I lived inside the Internet cafe, I slept there, I ate there, I jerked off there, I had done all my daily chores there along with playing games. That time, gaming was my life and anime was my addiction. I stopped caring about the future until the moment I met her.

During the time of Eid, the important religious holiday celebrated by Muslims. I was going to my maternal grandfather's place with my mother. On the way, I was scrolling over f*******: in my phone, that time I noticed a message popping up, it said "Eid Mubarak."

It was sent by a girl name Rimu Islam.

I engaged in a conversation right after that without stalking her ID. I learnt she was a year junior than me in my school and I did not remember when she got in my friend list in the f*******:.

She was really friendly in the text, we talked over many things that day, when I had started texting her was around the time of noon and I was in the bus that time. I kept texting her from that moment. Reaching my grandfather's place, I did nothing but texting her while laying on the bed.

At a certain moment I realized that it was around middle of the night, and I had not eaten anything since I reached there. I had been so busy texting.

She was cheerful, gentle and polite, it was like she was well taught by her parents, and the way she was texting me back was like I was the only one texting her that moment. I had also asked her " Are you aware of the time?" and she replied." yeah its 2:44 am, the Eid is over."

She seemed eager to know me, and before saying goodbye we had gotten into a argument over guts. she challenged me to walk her home by holding her hands from her school.

I was still 15 years old that time and her school was right after beside my home. so basically its quite embarrassing to hold a girl's hand, who is as same age as me, in front of the people and not to mention in front my own house. Well it was time to man up, a man is no man if he can't muster up his courage to fight his dignity.

I accepted her challenge, I promised her that I will wait for her in front of her school until her class is over and after that I will hold her hands in front of her friends and walk her home.

The conversation ended right there.