Currently Playing: Bon Iver - Lump Sum.
A while back when Lutfi was still here, my siblings and I (sans Luqman) were walking down this long, low-ceilinged hospital corridor. Lutfi was walking ahead of us when suddenly, he wheeled around and said:
“If my friend were here right now, he’d be walking like this…” and he tilted his head to one side, cutting a slanted look. “Why do think he’d walk this
way?”
“I
don’t know, he’s just pelik that way?” I ventured, uninterested.
“Oh
come on, guess,” he prodded.
Widad
went first. “Kesiannya, is it because he’s sick? I’m guessing something’s wrong with his
neck, so he can’t lift his head properly.”
I tried next. “Is it because he’s tired of seeing everything around him from a common
point of view? He wants to see it from
another angle instead of the usual linear view, to have a different vision of things,
perhaps? I’ve heard of it before.”
Lutfi
stared at both of us for a moment.
He shook his head.
“How exactly do you guys think? I didn’t
expect those kinds of answers! Sakit? Another angle, different vision? Why are
you guys thinking so far out? I asked Luqman yesterday, and he got it right the
first time around.”
“Ok
fine, so what’s the answer then?” we demanded.
“The
answer why my friend would be tilting his head right now, is because this
corridor is low-ceilinged and he’s very tall.”
Widad
who loves drama.
Luqman
who uses logic.
And
yours truly, who clearly needs a good dose of common sense.
Enough
said here.
