Four words. One text. And that was enough to upturn my entire life and all the beliefs I held about love. It stung in this area because when compared to the last time I had been here, I could make out three more huge overflowing trashcans standing proudly just across the building. Mosquitoes and bugs and what not had their residence just above this trashcan, hovering around it, spreading diseases.
I wondered how one could live in a place like this, no hygiene, no proper electricity, no ambience, no safety, nothing. The land was still unmowed like the last time I had been here, the buildings leaking and lacking paint and plasters. I wouldn't even be surprised at this point if the building toppled over itself because of how unmaintained it was.
I mean just how much had you have to be suffering if you lived in a place like this? A chill ran down my toes at the thought of Vienna residing in such a place. I totally respected people for the hardwork they put in and never, in my life, ridiculed a person for their standard of living but I knew Vienna was being paid very, very well so for her to still be staying at a place smelling so foul or having no basic ameneties was a little shocking.
Me : Can you also please have this area mowed and the trashcans disposed? Oh and while you're at it, have the entire neighbourhood pest-controlled. Me : add the bill to my personal credit card and not the company's. Happy with what I had done, I pocketed my phone and held the file under my arms. The realisation hit me square in my chest. I worried about Vienna. I worried too much about her.
She had denied me, yes, and I might not be the most patient man to exist but I was sure very persistent. I wanted to hold Vienna, to make her smile, to be able to embrace her, to kiss her, to just.
