It was a gusty day with wind blowing forcefully all through, making leafs depart from their abode. The sun vanished, clouds roared as though men have intruded into their territory and captivated their beloved so they are doing it in reprisal. As night approached, the savagery of the bracing wind reached the acme, lacking even a grain of empathy with humans. People closed their doors, shun their windows, moved their stuff inside and locked themselves to prevent any harm.
Amidst, there was I standing on the terrace of the fifteen floor apartment building where I reside. Shirtless! As these fierce winds have a very close bond with me and when they manifest themselves, they always bring me a gift of melancholy. A nostalgic pain runs all through me without giving me respite for a long while. I stood reluctantly facing the harsh blows blowing past me kissing my chest as though they were intent to blow me off but I was determined to hold still. Enamored was I! After quite a few time, exhausted with playing the imperceptible war, I lay down and lost in my thoughts.
“What the heck do you think you’re doing, moron? Do it the way I want else face the consequences.” I roared at the over smartness of one of my employees. I was the CEO of a multinational firm blessed with everything I ever wanted in my life. I had a spacious office with Italian marbles installed aesthetically, the fine glass windows, a cozy chair with a supercomputer placed in front of me. Through the window, one could experience the soft and mysterious plays of the endless ocean, with waves going up as the moon lured them, the next moment going down to meet it back as they sensed the trickery of the moon and realized their love for the ocean. It was midnight and I was enjoying every moment having worn the Versace’s exclusive business suit specifically designed for me.
At the door, I heard a sweet voice asking my permission to come in. I pressed the remote button to open the door. She was, well, the Bond girl Bernice Lim Marlohe! She came to see how I was doing. We sat beside the window, hand in hand while the ingenuous sea waves played with her hair and I watched the beauty in its extreme with calmness. I felt ecstatic. It was a real paradise.
All of a sudden, an old lady’s voice echoed “Sonny, get up! You are supposed to write CAT today. Ain’t you getting late????”
Suddenly my lady vanished, next the sea, next my office , at last my Versace’s exclusive suit and I was banged on the rigid surface of the terrace from the paradise with the sun grinning at me stood over and my mom bolstering the grinning stood beside . I woke up saying “ C’est la Vie” , CAT is yet to write.
Best Wishes to all CAT’13 aspirants. Go-Get it!