It's been 5 hours that I have been out of the home. The month of Ramadan, so yeah, I am fasting, but you won't feel that unless you sit down for rest. The attempt to take a rest would remind you how tired you are; now I am regretting why I got the chance to sit down for a while; I should have been in the rush that's been going on from the morning.
📸 Mario Calvo
So what's going on?
Before noon I completed a few of my tasks and then moved with my father to visit a doctor. Yeah, he has been ill for the last two weeks. He is fine now; we have come here for a health checkup to avoid any sudden sickness that may arise in the coming days.
Lots of tests to complete, and the waiting for one after another is pathetic. All done, but the waiting for the doctor who will test the echocardiography is busy with patients. He might need an hour more to complete that part and come here. So the waiting period is not over, and meanwhile, I have started to feel extremely tired & bored while sitting here. I guess I was fine while running here and there; rush is what keeps us engaged away from our monotonous minds.
Once I was hurt, it was my leg that was injured. As far as I can remember, we were playing football, and one of my fingers was hit. It was bleeding too badly, but I wasn't even feeling any pain or hadn't even noticed that I was bleeding. Oh, it was a rainy day, that's why our childish behavior had been triggered, and we had started playing football. So the rain was washing the blood so no one else didn't notice too. Almost ten minutes were gone; I was running as usual and kicking the ball with the other parts and didn't notice anything. When we sat down to rest, one of my friends noticed that my leg was covered in blood, and I was bleeding, and that was when I started to feel the pain as I was bleeding badly. As long as I was engaged in playing, nothing was felt; that's the rush that keeps us engaged.
Continuing this ending at home. After that extremely boring waiting period, it took two hours more to complete the rest of the tasks and come home. Everything was normal, it was a relief. After the maghrib, I was lost in my sweet bed, ah peace ✌️ It was a day filled with a rush of more than ten hours. You won't feel anything unless you take a break, and here I was, that waiting period doing nothing was more hectic than the rush of the whole day. That's why I have always preferred avoiding breaks if it is possible to be done in one run.