Another day passed in front of the laptop. My eyes are so tired and logging to sleep, slowly rubbing them with my fist, I raised my eyes and saw a little bug crawling on the window net trying to find a spot where it could enter the house. Looking at it, my mind was talking to him, telling him that you are better outside, brother. You may lose your life if you come inside the cemented wall. Just go to the nearby tree and be free.
Thinking this, my eyes raced back onto the screen, but gazed again at the window and found another bug, similarly black, trying to enter the house. A small smile came on my lips, and I was back at the screen. A few minutes passed, and my eyes fell on the small bug again, but this time I could see more features of the bug. It was dark outside, but the bright light inside the house was making it a little hard to see through the net, so I turned off the light in the room to see the bug a little closer.
As soon as the light was off, my eyes glistened and widened, and I called out to my boys (sons) to come and see this little beautiful wonder. A small black bug with a little lighted butt that was flickering like a broken light.
My little ones were filled with excitement, and so was the child in me. The thousand memories of childhood running behind these bugs trying to catch them swept all the thoughts and filled my memories, and I started to explain to the kids that we shouldn't catch them and let them be free so they can live a little longer.
After a while of bug watching, we returned to our normal life of dinner preparation and supper time and once all of them where done, I came back to the laptop and the little thought of the flickering butt came to my mind and I searched for him and lo he was sitting right there on the glass with the little light still flickering. This time, even my partner was back home and with a slightly lower tone, I called up my man to rush and immediately turned off the light to share the excitement and that's the end of the child in me for today.
As the eyes filled with tears, even he flew away; as there were no children to admire his beauty, he left me alone in the room filled with light from the tubelight.
