The Street

8

Today is a holiday, so I left to meet Ann Jaz. When I entered the room, I had a guilty look on my face for being late. Her mother and father were also there. Ann was taken to the operating theatre for surgery. They smile at me despite their sadness. They were in prayer and I understood their mood and didn't speak much.

Her mother complained about many injuries to her body. Her father's eyes filled with tears, saying that I will never forget how I found her. I felt that if I sat there for a long time I would cry too.

I want to see her. I want to get to know her. We just got to know each other one day. The reason I noticed her was a big coat she was wearing, a big unsuitable coat. I will come after two days and I want to see her.

As I said goodbye to them and went down the stairs, I felt that I had not achieved much with today’s journey, when suddenly I heard a call from behind me.

'Mia', it was my friend Freddy who called me.

I turned around and saw Freddy standing there. "Mia! What are you doing here?" he asked.

"I have come to see a patient," I replied.

“Why did you come”, I asked.

"I have come to see the father of a patient," "his daughter was admitted to this hospital." A Professor who was very helpful in my studies, I knew that he was here because his daughter was admitted here.

I don't see you on f*******:. How far did you go in your studies? I asked.

I will take a Ph.D. soon.

Good. I replied.

Okay. Bye.

I remember Freddy being teased as a bookworm by his friends. I don’t know if there is sadness in his heart. He was always cheerful and happy. The study was an addiction for him.

My father used to tell me that you should study as much as you can. My father, who is climbing the stairs in the business field, cancer has weakened his mind and the business has collapsed and many people still have money to pay, which will never be returned. No matter how firm a person stands, there is only the strength of breath. No one thinks that. I saw the garden at home near the hospital today. It’s beautiful.

Flowers, vines, trees and all the greenery is absolutely breathtaking. The garden was so vibrant with color and life that I felt like I could close my eyes and forget everything else for a moment.

I could see how much love went into creating this garden - everything from the flowers to the birds in flight seemed to be part of an artistic vision created by someone who knew what they were doing.

When I was a child, I used to think that a garden was just something you threw fertilizer on and then water.

It wasn't until I got older that I realized how much work goes into growing plants, and how much beauty they can bring to our lives.

I have wanted to have a beautiful little garden for a long time. When I told this to my mother, she was shocked that I would have to take care of it. But, my mother loves gardening. When crossing the gate of my house, I saw the man standing in front of my house.

That is the fifth man.

“Your name is Mia, right? Do you remember ever hearing my voice?” He asked.

When I just shook my head no and walked in, I realized that everyone who came that day was inside. Why did they come here today? I felt lucky that the rest of the people had calm faces. When I went to the kitchen, mother, and Elza aunty also took juice. I was totally confused. Who will be the fifth man and why will he travel with them and what will be his purpose?

I feel curious. When I was younger, I had some curiosity about the world around me. It made me feel that there was so much to learn and see, so much to discover. I remember when I was very young, my mother would ask me questions all the time. She would ask me what was happening in school or what friends were doing at recess time. She thought it was important for me to understand things like this so that I could have fun when I grew up. Curiosity is something very important in everyone's life.

I decided to find out about that fifth one. I decided to ask Aunt Elsa about it. I saw Aunty taking the juice and going to the visiting room. I saw everyone through the window. The fifth one is not there. Why didn't he come in? Did they not know that he had come? My curiosity grew.