Chapter 3 - Home

I hate travelling by car. Sitting down for six hours in a public passenger vehicle is a one nauseating business. Hawkers keep on persuading you to buy things you do not even need them. They can be so annoying and some get rude answers especially now that Brad is still in my mind. Sleep, yes maybe I should just sleep. Getting some sleep for me during the day is a nightmare. I pull out my phone and listen to music. Those with lyrics that touch on heatbreaks. I feel so lonely and a tear drops off. I wipe it off before someone sympathises with me.

" Ma'am please can I get you fruit juice and some cookies and maybe a bottle of water, a pretty girl like you should not have dry lips" A young man with a charming smile says.

I warm up to him a bit. Snacks would do. It is going to be a long travel and hunger is definitely inevitable. I take the three things he offered and he gives me back my change. I have always been a foodie, I eat in spite of the circumstances, I even pause crying to eat, afterall I need the energy to wallow in pity.

Damn this car was half empty. Those guys who were sitted when we boarded had just done so to fool us. I hate being in one place for so long, I was not given any patience at all. After sitting for quite a while the car snakes out of the busy city, am now heading to the western part of the country. I know the kind of weather this season at home is not a friendly one. It is cold and misty and since the roads are not tarmacked it is so muddy and slippery. Leaving at the countryside can be so annoying at times, it is always work, work and work.

" Please let me drive you home,"

"No madam that guy is drunk"

"Am better experienced than the two"

"Sister, I will lower the price for you"

The cyclists can be so uncultured and too noisy for my liking at times. I leave them quarreling and hope on a bike of one who is silent.

Home, this place never changes, each time I go to campus and get back I find it the same way I left it. No single flower has been added or a single tree planted. The only difference is that it looks deserted, my little siblings are still in their boarding schools so there is no one to make silly jokes and laugh anyhow.

" Welcome sweetheart, " my mom hugs me cheerfully " I know you have not been eating so as to remain slim, look at how hollow your cheeks are. "

"Mom no matter how many calories I consume I will not add a lot of weight, well this end of semester exams are responsible for this"

" Now that you are home, you will make up for that. And am leaving to campaign for my friend so please get yourself food and take care. "

I know that look that my mother has given me. The look thqt says " Girl if you finish that chicken look for somewhere else to go."