The afternoon almost ended when the evening sun glows in the trees. its bright and calm softness soothes her heart. ..yellow light, is it there in our days ? He has gone .He could not accompany her for ever. The man .His waving hands make her felt being touched happy. He is so rich by compassion .Alsava was now sitting alone , still talking about life, but without him. he can't accompany her forever. He belongs to someone, himself and God who manages all the written destiny and life stories.She thought, " Why can't l give what he wants? While he was kind and like him a lot . can give a meaningful point in his life.But does it mean ignore everything apart from him? think about direction and current.Life ' s idea and plan . Everyone can have it but the chains and interest always be crossing over..." Say a name of controversial famous person. Kennedy or Kublai Khan.Can they be called dumb and mean ,great or cunning ,or did not understand anything? People can name them a

That day he really pissed me off .He was my pal though he often behaved rudely.But it's his character indeed.He threw my Agatha Christie book to the edge of the bed , a moment straightened his legs then laying down lazily.The look in his eyes so narrow ,so shabby.Just to break the clumsiness," The story, good? " l knew what he might respond," I don't understand anything the content of the book.My brain is light , unlike yours " I laughed,patted his back of the neck ," My head also big .You always say so " He didn't respond, lighted a cigarette.lt always made me irrespective to him . Not about the smoking specifically,but his bad habit to dirtying the room by not using the ashtray.So the cigarette ashes will be scattering everywhere.He took another book ,then throwing it up again on the floor harder . Iqbal ' s work .I shook my head, smiled faintly , seeing him grumbled." What the hell is that book ! Just making you bald ! " " I won't be bald and l don't intent to be a professor

Not nightmarish,not beautiful dream either. Only meeting some dead people . Reflection of messy mind in a scary world full of fake people.Are the dead want to talk to me giving sympathy for this endless worldly issues? Or they tried to give me motivational greeting in the dream realm? Before l slept l was scare about being poor and old with physical weakness at the episode final of my life but then my faith in God told me not to.The gate to the death guarded by celestial beings .I thought about the dead bad people I call it bad as they did unpleasant deeds and words before going to the afterlife.My child has grown up to be someone part of my fantasy of some one half l know half l don't know.A person calls her as his daughter as he liked her qualities and didn't have daughter. Why ? He's not her blood or biological father. Does he want to use her in something? Maybe not sexually but economically or filled in her emptiness as a child who never met her father? God ...I thought a bit

He hesitated, " l saw her expression when people praise her each time they give her compliment of her beauty.Indeed people like to do that ... always do that though "The consultant laughed subtly ," Sir, liked to be praised is there in everyone .I worry it's just your jealousy " He bewildered by the consultant ' s remark , " What you should do now ,is , you have to watch out the limit.Don' t let each things your wife does ,has a purpose to be praised solely... You know it's not good,is it ? Just keep the limit " He swallowed his saliva.Experts think they know much.They can not help to solute the problem.Talk only . Sometimes as just shallow as commoners.He belittle his issue, giving remark ,then giving a bit unimportant silly words of advices ..then people pay them with big amount of money.With truly trust or cause no option ? Meeting the consultant make him feel even worse ... not better at all.Finally he got up weakly ,smiled lazily at the stupid consultant before leaving the

Or problematic life make people go to those paid consultant and believe they will helped and healed ..Stepping indifferently along the hall and walking half frantically, not realizing that he crashed some one who show an overreacting angry eyes . " Sorry" The person thought, " he' s polite " so , smilingly, " It's allright" Suddenly he felt he had to do something before she left..He thought he was in big problem so that he needed someone nice that made him forget that , someone better than the consultant.The person still smiling and gazing at him ,making him uneasy .in a bit hurry and pleading voice ,he offered the person ," Are you going somewhere?...May l come with you?" The person hesitated for a while,it made him felt guilty.Thinking hard what made the man dare and hurriedly offered a merit or lift, something like that.Did he pay for the guilt of crashing ? Or he looked down as an easy cheap person? Lazily the person agreed. He opened the car door.A black blue dark Cadillac