I have taken up a course at school called “Enhancing Creativity”. The professor is awesome. I think he fits the bill perfectly. Class interactions call for creative participation, there are intelligent and creative discussions, the professor is lively as hell, and he always wears ties with cartoons. He occasionally stands on our desks, or rolls on the floor. To make his point, he can go to any extent. I love him.
The assignment for this week was to write a story. I am not going to bore you with the details of the requirements for the story. I will just put down the story I came up with. Hope you all like it 🙂
Life does not just go on
Lee was the CEO of a well-known IT solutions company. Tall, bald, married with two kids, filthy rich with every hard-earned penny under his name, Lee was a workaholic. He seemed to work hard for a goal no one could see, or know, not even his wife. Lee loved watching football. In the past three years, he had never missed going to work. Not once. Or meeting Anthony at 12 noon, outside the Spire building, where Lee worked.
Anthony was a sweeper, who swept the plush commercial streets around Spire. Single with long braided hair, and living life hand-to-mouth everyday, Anthony always carried with him a pack of cheap cigarettes. As a child, Anthony used to live by a beach, and went out surfing as often as he could.
For three years, Lee and Anthony smoked Anthony’s cigarettes. One each, everyday. They sometimes even played chess, when the days were not so cold and the sun was out in full glory. Chess was their favourite game, and they had somehow come to find that out without talking about it. They never met outside this arrangement, never exchanged numbers, never discussed their problems. Their lives were monotonous; Lee had a rich monotonous life, and with it came rich problems. Anthony had a poor monotonous life, with poor problems. Both of them never discussed them though. They seemed to be content with the status quo, when together, at noon, outside Spire. They sometimes sang together.
One day, at 12 noon, both did not show up. Both knew, because Lee had started working as an audio engineer in his own new recording studio, and Anthony showed up with his old guitar to record his first solo.