There were days where you have nowhere to go, but you wonder around… Wonder where should you go, what should you do? Or you might have days where you lose something, something essential like a place to live. Having the fear of having something tonight and losing it the next night is devastating. What would you do when you feel so lost, so lost that you just wanna seek for love and care, to see the world that the others were living.
There I was homeless, I’ve no place to sleep for the night. I came back from the capital of the city, I was devastated no knowing where should I go as I’ve no one to depend or trust on. Sooner or later I realised that I’ve finished that bottle of vodka in public as I poured it into a Starbucks cup and enjoyed it as if I was drinking a cup of hot coffee. It’s weird that I rarely drank in bars or with a mate of mine. Drinking has never been joyful and happy for me, but it expresses my devastation deeply from my heart.
It’s 1 o’clock in the morning, Starbucks has closed for business, but I’m not fully conscious of myself as the alcohol is kicking in. I walked myself to the nearest McDonald’s and began to fell asleep, but before that I unconsciously ordered myself a late night dinner and ate it recklessly not even knowing how do I look like in that state.
I was really tired, tired of the long journey, tired of walking and travelling, tired of staying up till that hour as I didn’t had a good night sleep, and mostly I’m tired of losing hope. I slept the early morning as in midnight and woke up after the alcohol subsided as a bottle of vodka can’t make me dead drunk. I was woken up by the loud and annoying music, also the bright lights and these Chinese sitting across me talking loudly like nobody’s business.
I couldn’t help it but stay awake the whole night waiting for the sun to rise and for me to get a nice rest. It is half past 3, but I habe nothing to do, hence I reach for some newspapers in my bag and completed the Sudoku game that is in it and waited as time passed.
I brought some kisses for someone who’s not worthy enough, as those kisses are the main reason for me travelling to a foreign place so far and had nothing accomplished, but return homeless and worn out. I met this lady who works night shift in McDonald’s that night where I was awake doing nothing, but freezing to death as I had no thick clothing and the weather is so cold. I associated with her as we shared some thoughts. That day before I left, I took all the kisses that I bought and instead of giving it to the person that made me brought all the way for, I gave it as I had sympathy for her working so hard till the morning just to earn some money.
A month later, there I was, homeless again, I walked in the door and saw a familiar face by the cashier. It was her, the lady, I stayed there for the night again. I went to the counter and called her ‘Sister’ and she smiled at me and ask if I was doing good, that’s when I felt warm. Even if I’m homeless for today, I had made someone’s day and so as a return, I suddenly felt that humanity of kindness.
We shouldn’t be selfish, but give, don’t give in what you can’t, but you can, it’s not the matter of willingness, but do an act of kindness for others. Givers are not for the rich, but for the one that has felt poverty and the feeling of having nothing and needs it. It’s good to give within what we have to others who needs it more rather than thinking of losing it, but be thankful.