I loved cooking as it helps me to forget my depression, my pain, and everything else that is bothering me bothering me.
As there was no one by my side to taste my food, to appreciate me, I always wanted someone to be there, sitting by my side and taste my cooking, someone who took an interest in getting cooking lessons from me. Some girls approached me, but I never took an interest in them as they were those girls who only know how to lure someone. They never were interested in me, but always in my looks. After I went back home, I cooked some soup and rice and sat at my table eating alone as usual. I always feel too much alone during eating because I had a ton of memories on that dining table with my family. But now I just sit alone at that table as my parents are no more they died when I was 11 years old. I always tried to feel their warmth around me, but never got that feeling of being loved and laughing at that table just became a word of the memories I had.
I never had enough friends also who would come over my place and eat with me, but I still console myself saying that one day I'll have someone sitting by my side and will make me feel the same warmth I felt with my family. And always hoped that it will come true.
After I finished eating, I took a bath and changed into pajamas and white hoodies which belonged to my father once.
I woke up at 6.30 am. And got ready for school, made my lunch, and packed it. I set out for the school early as usual. I ate my breakfast on my way. I went towards my classroom and I saw the guy who always comes early and enter the music room. He always sings there, his voice was so good I almost felt for him. He was the reason I came to school early every day. I saw him singing there a few months ago and since then I heard his singing daily.
I never saw his face but I imagined his face. His voice made me feel that he was suffering from a lot, his sorrow, pain, everything was clearly heard in his song. He always wears the same blue hoodie when he came to singing I never got to found him who he was and I never tried to peek also as I felt it will hurt his privacy and maybe it will hurt him too. But he was really like an ANGEL WITHOUT WINGS...