There are places in every city where the unseen partake of activities that ought to remain unseen. For example deserted parks, river banks or a lakeside, cemeteries, marketplaces where you get fake/smuggled goods and even places of worship. Oh and railway tracks, always railway tracks, especially nearby the local stations.
A whole new world emerges after sunset. It is where the peddlers hang out, the cheaper whores whistle at cabbies, junkies smoke and chase, and gay men suck dick. There is anonymity and definite carved out spaces for all giving vent to their respective natures. All seeking a moment of sinful comfort or simply earning livelihood.
A certain kind of all, for despite the difference of activities they have something in common. Go figure what but know that those who don’t belong, stand out visibly. It’s all in the open, really. But no one watches out for it. Hence no one really sees it. Kinda becomes like I can see you, but you can’t see me. Why? Cause you don’t even know I’m here, that’s why.
And it all transpires under the watchful gaze of the night away from the eyes of the clean cut kid who’s been to college too.
It gets real lonely in a city sometimes. And it isn’t the same as being alone. I miss being alone.
4 comments:
what have you been reading?
i last started reading 'the shadow of the sun' by ryszard kapuscinski cause a close friend lent it to me. haven't managed to finish it yet.
i haven't completed reading anything for over 5 months now. anything at all.
why do you ask?
Guru...You need to read "Blindness" by Jose Saramango. Its terrifying...
uhun i'll try. i liked the gospel according to jesus christ by him. but i can't seem to read anything but blogs these days.
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