I was sitting by my little terrace this morning watching the damp earth. So peaceful and so quiet..Very few cars passing by and even the roasters crow less. The only sound that is perceptible to the ear is that of the big droplets of rain hitting the roofs.…The rain has been continuously pouring in since last week ..
I silently watched around hoping and wishing for something and nothing. Suddenly the honking of a vehicle caught my attention.. It’s a motorcycle with an attached cart carrying food items. It was the guy selling cold drinks, milkshakes, breads, and buns. He usually passes this way to sell food to children who loves the sweet colorful milkshakes and salapao – a steamed meat-filled bun.
I saw the milkshake guy slowly passed by and after a while came back . I could see his face- gloomy like the weather. He was muttering something…Of course, I heard nothing, but there was no mistake the expression on his face – frustration, sadness, despair…Who would buy his food at this kind of weather? Even at this time- a few hours close to midday- the children are still curling up in bed, or watching tv or playing, munching something inside the comfort and warmth of their homes.
Needless to say, I was saddened by the sight. I knew it has been a bad business since the rain started last week and it will be for the whole rainy season. I wish I could buy all his salapao and all the milkshake and tell him to go home.
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