It was a gloomy Friday on a cold September afternoon. I was walking down Naen Kaew Road and my head was totally preoccupied. Too many cars were passing by and busy people began to fill the empty streets. The river between the lanes flowed silently and as I walked along with it, I saw a little fish on the brick road I was trotting. It was still alive, jerking, floundering and struggling to survive. So I picked it up and threw it back to the river. Then I saw the two fishermen pulling up a fishing net. They looked at me with murky smiles on their faces. They seemed tired. I just shrugged my shoulders and went on.
Approaching Nasa Mall, the smell of different street foods began to fill my nostrils. It gave me a nostalgic memories of the first day I came to Thailand. I was about to cross the street to the 20-Baht store when suddenly I saw a skinny grey slow-walking zombie-like dog heading towars me. It gave me goosebumps and I imagined myself like Heather, who is the main character of Silent Hill 3 on PS2 game, being attacked by a monster dog, fighting every disturbing creatures and dodging enemies she couldn’t defeat. My heart was pumping and it seemed that the blood in my veins would ooze out of my skin. Suddenly the traffic light turned red as if my blood went through its wire automatically. Then I ran quickly across the street and there I saw a little boy carrying a box of doughnuts. I would really love to eat doughnuts on that breezy afternoon, but I didn’t have even a “Satang” in my pocket!
Yeah, I drooled over as I still imagine how sweet those doughnuts are, but there was nothing I could do, so I just started to think to myself again as the man from Grand Theft Auto who just punches and snatches things and autos from everyone! Oh, dear! That was just so weird. Then I saw a “Farang,” a mid-30’s Caucasian in his six-pocket pants and black shirt. He has blonde hair and his thin lips resembles that of Leon S. Kennedy. He saw me, I am positive about that, but he wasn’t generous about smiling. He just looked at me as if I was see-through.
Walking back to my apartment, I noticed the sunlight has almost gone casting a scarlet horizon in the west sky. The light post were lit and reminded me of the incandescent Japanese lanterns around the Manor of Sleep. Now it was time to go home without anything to munch on. I just walked slowly smelling the street foods on the crowded side walk, looking at all those things my mind could remember as I was missing home. I just miss home so much.
