June & July

Chapter 3

JUNE

3.Loneliness :

" Sometimes seclusion and lonesomeness are the only things you desire "

My teeny mini hands that covered the corners of my face and continued tapping them with my fingers like they were pasted there with some sort of adhesive were now clammy and perspiring. But still, I kept them where they were and proceeded looking far away as a perceptive thinker trying to solve an unfathomable mystery with deep thoughts. My eyes were hollow, purposeless and aimless like they were looking nowhere since I didn't focused on anything specific. Only thoughts and considerations, that rambled in my head making no space for anything else.

I might have remained deliberating all day but I came back from my never ending contemplation when a football with full force hit the bench on which I was sitting and I comprehended that I had parked myself in the playground.

I don't remember when I came here but rather than passing the ball back, I approached and loomed my classroom with heavy footsteps. The room was empty. I released a calm unruffled breath since that's the only thing I wanted right now ... loneliness.

I settled myself on my chair and took few sips of water from my bottle. A bit of water proved to be a stroke of luck for me as it traveled down my exhorted and dried up throat in such a complicated and insurmountable situation where I felt like that I have almost certainly lost my senses.

Putting the water back in my bag, I placed my elbows on my desk and stared at the blank white board. I scrutinized and ogled it unceasingly and might have continued to do so when capriciously my eyes landed on the attendance board that was placed at the corner of the room and said that all students were present today except one, that left today. It was all written in extremely large font that made capable enough for me to read it from even sitting at the back of the classroom.

"Why did someone decided to leave??"

I couldn't figure out who it was because my mind was already full of questions and consequences that kept on popping in my head, perturbing me. Finally, I buried my head into my arms and tried to take some rest but I didn't realize that it was doubtlessly unfeasible and hopeless in such a precarious and riotous circumstance. So I started crying and lamenting silently, hiding myself in my arms.

There was only one thought that was ambling and strolling in my head and agitating me right now, that instead of going home today I would be going somewhere else.