The World is Indifferent

It was a beautiful day. Outside was bright, but not too hot due to frequent passing clouds — yet these clouds hinted nothing whatsoever about rain; they were, how do you put it? clouds that said, “here’s temporary relief from the scorching sun; but no, we won’t bring rain, don’t worry!”

I.

“Mom, I’m going for soccer!” said Henry.

“Okay dear. Remember to come back for dinner!”

“Yup. See ya.” With that, Henry exited his home and proceeded to the soccer field across the road. Unfortunately, as he prepared to cross the road, he was knocked down by a driver who had a little too much to drink.

II.

“James, I’m going to see the client now. Hopefully we’ll get the deal this time! Haha,” laughed Robert.

“Yeah, nail that sucker, Rob. You know we need this.”

“Heh, yeah, I’ll get it, don’t worry. Do whatever it takes!”

Robert proceeded to have lunch with his client.

“Thank you for joining us in this project Mr. Rum! Here’s to our working together in the future; cheers!”

“Damn, I’m late for my date with Jess!” Robert thought to himself.

“Excuse me Mr. Rum, I really have to go. Again, thank you so much!”

And Robert headed back to his car.

“She’ll be so excited to hear that I clinched the deal!”

“Woah,” exclaimed Robert as he stumbled back to his car, feeling the effects his drinking with the client had on him.

“Better take a cab. Jess would kill me if she knew I drove in this state.”

Robert approached the road side and tried to hail a cab. But after 20 minutes of waiting without seeing one, decided to drive instead.

“F*cking cabs. Always there when you don’t need them, always gone when you do.”

Robert started the engine, and carefully reversed his way out of the parking spot. As he was driving to Jess’s place, a dog suddenly ran onto the road; Robert instinctively swerved to the left, not noticing a boy standing at the edge of the road getting ready to cross.

III.

The boy, Henry, was killed instantly. Robert was sent to prison. After his release, haunted by his guilt, he remained a bitter man. He never recovered.

Yet, the world is indifferent.

Today is a beautiful day. Outside is bright, but not too hot due to frequent passing clouds — yet these clouds hint nothing whatsoever about rain; they are, how do you put it? clouds that say, “here’s temporary relief from the scorching sun; but no, we won’t bring rain, don’t worry!”

Also read

  1. eDonn.com Article: “World vs Me
  2. Download Sid.mp3 (307 KB), a song I created using the poem I wrote from the article “World vs Me”.

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