Thursday, 28 August 2008,
It seems to be ages ago when the door first opened. The owner of that house then was very young and innocent. However, it was the first time in his life he invited someone into that house of his. The stay had caused a total change in him. The furniture moved and had a change so great that he was enjoying himself so much. He even had the intention of letting that person live with him for the rest of his life.
But, that person suddenly left without a word after he was mentally prepared. It left an impact so deep that he lost faith to the outside world. To prevent himself from being hurt furthermore, he locked himself in the little house of his. He beacme an eccentric person with high expectations of himself. Slowly, his misery was so deep that his days became cold, harsh winter. Vines wrapped up that house of his. His only connection with the world became the little gap from a window in his heart.
Years later, just as he was sinking into the pit of agony, someone was having a campfire outside his house. It had been years since he saw a fire. For so long, he had not felt light and warmth in his house, even though the warmth could be hardly felt. He climbed out of the pit, and tried to force the window open. As the vines were thick, he had no choice but break that precious window of his and cut the vines down.
To his astonishment, the world outside him had changed. He tried to get out of the house and find new furnitures to change his house. A group of 32 soon came and helped him. The warmth they brought cheered him up so much, and they had helped him tear down the vines and gave new ideas to refurnish his house. Although the vines still grew back sometimes, these new found companions pulled them down very quickly.
Very soon, the only thing left was the door. It remained tightly shut to the outside world. He wanted to let the 32 men in, but he was afraid, that history may repeat itself again. The helpless boy could only maintain contact through that little window, which by then had been torn off to make room for the people outside.
However, one day, he found that the door had been unlocked by someone. It lay there ajar. As the boy nervously peeked out of the gap, he saw a distinct shadow. The urge of inviting the shadow in came as he tried his very best to remain calm. When he finally plucked up the courage to open the door again, he let the 32 men outside the window in. However, the shadow was gone. Was it cast from one of the 32 men, or was it someone else? Now, the wait begins, as he waits for the owner of that shaodow to appear...Labels: Essays
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