His Memories

From his diary (dated 17 January, 2006):

He wakes up late in the morning.. rubs his eyes with his fingers .. sitting on the bed .. looks front .. the glass on his table .. some water still left in it. Even some hours back his parents were with him. His mom had drunk water from that glass .. minutes before they left to catch the early morning train. He went to see them off. Came back with emptiness all around. He slept after that. Slept to stop the emotions overcasting his eyes. Now he wakes up and that apparently harmless glass with some water left in it makes him feel lonely once more.

Still he stands on his feet .. takes the glass to the wash-basin, throws the water, cleans the glass and puts it on the table. His eyes are feeling heavy once again...