SHAHED I. NOYON

I see myself. A younger myself. Actually, many younger versions of myself. I see myself reacting stupidly to mundane situations. I see others reacting stupidly to a younger me in similar situations. I see myself making mistakes, some silly and some serious. I see myself receiving mistakes from others.

I see myself playing football barefoot on an empty rice paddy field on a rainy day, kicking the ball so hard as if I won’t get another chance, and hurt the foot. I see myself skipping afternoon classes and going to the movie with another one who also thought movie was more fun.

I see myself getting beaten up in English class because I thought delivering a homework in English was more terrifying than beating. I also see myself getting called “stupid” by a teacher when I asked if I could skip the remaining classes and go home because I had headache (and also to skip an English class!).

And I also see myself having so much fun with whatever so little I had.

Now, I look at the front and see a road not travelled yet, so I continue to push the gas pedal.