My First Blog

hey...now it is 3.43 AM. I listen to one cozy song and just finished shoveling the snow around my gas station. It is really quite morning. Since I start my shift, there have been only few customers coming by; some cab drivers as usual and private cars. My body is sweating and i am kind of starving but there are only candies and some chips in the racks. Around this time, I usually call "Oom Indra" so he will wake up and be prepared to deliver the papers in the downtown. I respect him so much because he devotes his life to his two beautiful daughters, Michelle and Britania, and his beloved wife, Tante Letty. Man, he really works hard. I still can't believe that he can do two jobs together, the papers at dawn and working for Brunei Embassy afterward. He has been doing these for 5 years, every single day, through the rain and storm. When people are still sleeping and hiding behind their comfy blanket, he is slurping his black coffee, taking the elevator and turning the radio on to break the silence morning. Then he opens his car and his right hand is grabbing one bundle of New York Times and walking down from one block to another block. And the worst scenario happens, it has been getting snow since last night. Roads are slippery and the wind is blowing hard. His coat covers him from the winter breeze. Yap, the time when we become the head of family, we are going to do anything to survive and support the family. It's still a long way to go for me, and I don't know that I will be able to take all the responsibilities or not. Probably, that's all that I can write for my first blog and I hope next time I could write more about all the aspects in this life, or maybe about love, the universal language which has become the role actor for all the dramas and tears in our life.