There is a window in each room in our hostel. It is also the only side we can observe the life outside, or else we need to walk down stair to get a close look. Looking out from window in our rooms is the only way we be the outside observer.
When i have nothing to do, especially in afternoon, i will stay in my room. Sitting beside the table, looking at the road just in front of my block. The window in my room faces a road. There is a tennis court and futsal court beyond the road. A lot of college students will play sports there in every evening. However, nobody will be there especially in hot afternoon and on rainy day.
Looking outside, it is more on waiting. Waiting for someone to pass the road, to make some noise so that it can bring life for the 'standstill' afternoon. Perhaps i am persuaded by curiosity, whoever passed the road, i will approach the table to see who they are. Whether i know them or not.
Looking out from window, observing people's beings, and waiting for the next to walk past.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
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