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  • When birds collide in the air

    May 22, 2009 — With 405 words & Read — Labelled as: Story
    It’s 37 degrees Celsius thats 98.6 Fahrenheit in a country not far from yours.
    John is almost at the top of a 532 step staircase that leads to the temple.
    His once bunny white robe had become more of a wolf grey because of all of the sweating underneath.
    He puts his sandal on the last step that is about to lead him into the courtyard.
    Resting himself on his knee for a moment he wipes the sweat drops from his forehead.
    Having rested enough he takes his final step, but coming up he bumps into a fellow monk.
    They turn towards each other and bow.

    “Sorry, brother for i did not see you walk past me on this beautiful and devine day.”
    John bows deeper than the other monk and continues.

    “I was merely resting myself from the stairs and when i wanted to continue my walk to the temple i did not look before i walked.”
    He gets on his knees so he can bow even deeper.

    “Will you forgive my lack of concentration for i did not mean to disrupt your inner peace.”

    From a distance, John looks like a wet washcloth laying on a tile floor.
    The other monk keeps telling John he forgives him and should get up.

    The only one seeing this spectacle is a new young monk named Peter.
    He’s is annoyed by what he is seeing as the longest apology ever made, and he can’t keep his vow of silence any longer.

    And so he begins.
    “What the fuck is wrong with you, he could have hardly notice you bumping into him look how fat he is. If a rhino ran into him it would end up with a broken nose.” He shouts towards the two monks.
    “He already said it was OK so get on with your life.”
    Drops of saliva from Peter’s mouth enjoyed their freedom until they saw that they were falling to the ground.

    John got up so did the other monk, the turn towards Peter and give him the eye.
    (which i can not explain to you because it’s just to horrible to describe, and if you were to imagine it yourself it would be to late.)

    Peter drops onto the floor even deeper than John was before.
    “I am sorry brothers.” bounces of the tile floor.
    “I don’t know what happened to me.”
    “I did not mean to say you were fat brother, i do not believe you are, you are a kind man.”

    And his apology did not finish until the sun dove into the sea.

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