As he lay down on his bed, feeling hopeless and worthless, not having the slightest idea what he wants to persue in life. All his life, he has always felt an emptiness that filled his soul. Never satisfied with what he have achieved so far. Always living in a shadow, he always wanted to do something that he will be recognised for. Like an achievement. Something that will make him happy. All his life, all the achievement and academic performances were to impress someone or the other but those satisfactions were short lived. He knew that it was time to do something that is not for someone else but for himself and his own satisfaction and happiness. The decision he made that night was bound to change his life forever and for the better.
A week later, after making all the necessary arrangement, that fatefull morning, he left his house with a handful of cash, a ruksack and a bag pack. Off course he left a note for the family members to make sure that they dont stress out and come looking around for him.
It was 6:30 am and he had to catch a bus that leaves for another province at 7:00 am. As he pushes the gate open and steps out, he turns around and gazes upon that bungalow not knowing if he will ever come back after what he is about to venture on. But he has already made up his mind amd there is no turning back now. After he stood by the gate for few seconds, he turned around and walked away.
Since it was early morning, it was hard to get a cab but the bus station was like 20 mins walk from where he stands and since he didnt had a lot of baggage, he thought he could simply walk till the station.
It was 6:55 am when he arrived at the station. There were like a dozen busses parked there. Most of the driver and his assistant were loading the luggage on the carrier of the bus. Some busses were already loaded amd that thin blue plastic sheet was being layed over the luggage so that luggae is not damaged by rain. The engine of some busses were already started which meant that its about to leave. He didint know which bus to board at first as there were so many of them and they all kinda appeared the same. So he pulled out his ticket, checked on the name of the transport he was travelling in and double checked the bus no. After walking around the station for a couple of minutes with the ticket held oh his palm, he finally found the bus and there other passangers inside the bus holding the same ticket he had so he was confirmed that this was his bus. He showed the ticket to the conductor and he got inside the bus. Since he had very little luggage on him a bag him, he stuffed ruksack inside the rack above his seat and as he was almost settled, the bus started to move. There still some empty seats on the bus so he thought that the passenger probably missed the bus or it was never taken at all.
It strolled through the small part of the main town area for a few minutes and after about 10 minutes, it was already on the express way. It stopped for a couple of times to pick up passengers on the way. The passengers waiti g on the way would casually wave the ticket as the bus arrived closer to them. Another few minutes and the bus was already on the high way heading towards its destination. It was 7:30am.