This is a composition that i wrote as a part of my assignment..I didn't give a title to it though..so feel free to read, but there are still some error that is not corrected yet..
‘Blimey! Look at the time! It’s time to pack up and go home,’ says Zachary.
Everyone in the meeting room starts to look at either their watch or the clock and heave a sigh of relieve. The group of five have been busy organizing their house module for the Estate Open Day.
‘I suppose its beer o’clock now then huh? So who would like to come with me? It’ll be my treat,’ Zachary suggests.
‘Well, sir, you know my wife is pretty banged up, so I have to rush home and be with her. Especially it’s the last stage of pregnancy,’ beamed one of his team mates proudly.
‘Ha-ha-ha. Ok, and since Christmas is coming, I suppose everyone has to rush home to their family. Am I right? Well, so I guess I’ll be drinking with the flies then,’ Zachary says jokingly.
‘You could get yourself a girlfriend or a wife to change that you know, Zac’, said Pete, his assistant.
‘Ha-ha-ha. We shall see about that’, replied Zachary, ‘and besides I’ve got no time to date people right now’.
Everyone just laughed and left, leaving him behind, alone in the empty room. Being thirty, in his prime, the most wanted bachelors and leading one of the world’s most productive company, would usually means a lot to everyone with the exclusion of Zachary. With a lot of things in his mind, Zachary drives numbly through the busy streets back home. Upon reaching home, he goes straight to have a cold shower and continue on his new project on the computer forgetting about dinner. He was the boss of his company. At thirty, he has branched out his company into a multi-million company. His board of directors is always proud of his achievements. He works on his computer for a few hours. When he feels that he is getting tired, he goes into his bedroom to take a break. Just as he is leaning against the pillows a photograph that was taken twelve years ago catches his attention yet again. Taking it and stare at it seems to be the most natural thing to do. Looking at it, Zachary can’t but feel nostalgic. It is a picture of him and his best buddies, Marcus and Kate.
‘Let’s go to Uluru as a celebration for being eighteen and finishing high school,’ Marcus suggested.
‘Uluru?!?!’ exclaimed Zachary and Kate.
The three of them were in McDonald, a day after the school holiday started. Marcus, Kate and Zachary had been the best of friends since they can remember. They shared the same birthday, hobbies, interests and even sports. They had a lot in common and always did things together. The three of them had been inseparable since young.
‘Yeah! I heard that Uluru is the centre of the earth. So don’t you guys think that it’ll be so cool to climb Uluru and be standing right on the centre of the world?’ explained Marcus.
‘I guess so. But can we afford the plane tickets and the accommodation?’ Zachary wondered.
‘Sure! Why not?!? We’ve been working part time and have been saving up some money, I am sure we could afford the plane ticket’, commented Kate.
‘Okay,I was saving that money for other stuff but never mind that. So how long are we going to be there?’ asked Zachary.
‘I dunnoe. Couple of days I guess. Is that ok?’ replied Marcus.
‘I guess so. Coz we have to get back in time before Boxing Day or else our parents are going to scream and rant at us’, said Zachary.
‘Cool! It’s settled then! So let’s get prepared!’ said Marcus happily.
Wishing each day to pass quickly, they busied themselves by preparing the stuff they would need for the trip. When the day to leave Sydney, they gathered together in Sydney Airport and left for Alice Spring. When they reached there, they straight away stayed at a motel for a night. The next day, they arranged for a truck to drive them to Uluru which is 450 km away. The weather there was hotter than it was in Sydney.
‘How I wish that we have some cold drink with us now. The weather is so dry! Do you have any cooling drinks Marc?’ complained Kate.
‘Nope, sorry. The ride is gonna take some time and I only got some snacks with me. So who wants some?’ asked Marcus.
During the whole ride, the driver told them the history of Uluru. The driver also warned them not to take any rocks from the formation back home. Those who did, will be cursed or suffer misfortune. Uluru is also a sacred place for the Aboriginals. So they were told to watch their actions and words. Upon reaching the destination, the three of them practically forget about the warnings as excitement overwhelmed them. It took them quite some time to climb up and reach the top.
‘Wohoo!! We’re right at the centre of the world mate!!’ exclaimed Marcus.
‘Look at the view here! It’s so calm and beautiful’, commented Kate.
‘And not to mention that the air is pretty fresh except for the dust and well, you know’, said Zachary.
They spent quite some time sitting, talking and looking at the view up on Uluru, when suddenly Kate suggested something.
‘Let’s come back here again when we are thirty. How about that guys? Is that okay?’ Kate asked, her gaze searching theirs.
‘I guess that there should not be any problems to that idea. Don’t you think so Zac?’ asked Marcus.
‘No problem at all. But what if we lose contact with each other or something? You know…with work and stuff’, asked Zachary earnestly.
‘Then all the more we should come here and have some sort of reunion. Don’t you think? This date and twelve years from now’, said Kate.
‘I agree with Kate. C’mon Zac! Just agree to it mate!’ Marcus persuaded.
‘I never say anything about not agreeing to it’, smiled Zachary.
‘Yeah!’ cheered Marcus and Kate at the same time.
They hang around there and watched the sun set. Then the driver drove them back to town where they stayed for another night. The next day, they depart for Sydney as there was nothing much to see or to be done in Alice Spring.
On the Friday before Boxing Day, Marcus called Zachary and asked him out for a round of a drink. Zachary called Kate up and asked her to come along. The three of them rocked up at the usual pub at around 9pm. They hang out with some friends there and started to drink. They even played games in which the loser would have to drink a stubby. When they left the pub, it was close to 1am in the morning. The three of them was walking and laughing happily down the pedestrian.
‘Let’s run and see who reach the bus stop across the street first. The loser will pay the cabbie’, suggest Marcus.
‘Okay then! At the count of three, two, one. Go!’ shouted Zachary.
Marcus and Zachary ran as fast as they could, leaving Kate behind them. When they reached across the street, they laughed at Kate as shouted to her to be quick. Kate, in return, was shouting to them to wait for her when suddenly a car appeared out of nowhere crashing into Kate, in the middle of the road. Zachary and Marcus who were across the street just stood there like a stone, face as pale as a ghost. Then both went running to Kate’s side. By the time they reached her side, Kate was already unconscious and blood was everywhere. The driver, who knocked Kate down, dialled for the ambulance. He begged for forgiveness and kept on saying sorry but none of the boys was paying attention to him. Zachary and Marcus each hold Kate’s hand tightly and hugged it to their heart, afraid to let go and shouted at her to be brave and to stay conscious. But by the time the ambulance came, nothing much seemed could be done and Kate was pronounced dead on the way to the hospital. Both of them were shocked and aggrieved. The days and time that they spent with Kate suddenly seemed to be the most precious treasure to them both. Losing her was like losing a part of their life. The days passed and without realizing it, it was day of Kate’s wake. During Kate’s wake, both Zachary and Marcus did not seem to show any emotion. They had cried their heart and soul out at the hospital beside Kate with her family. Both Zachary and Marcus felt guilty about her death, since they were the one who suggested the last activity that the three of them were doing. Hence, both could not bear to look at each other without remembering Kate. Throughout the whole ceremony of the wake, Marcus and Zachary did not talk, sit or even glance at each other. They managed to go through the wake insensately. Somehow, Kate’s death scarred them and changes a lot of things.
The poignancy of the memory of what happened made his chest ache. Opening the drawer, Zachary takes out the plane ticket that he had booked a few months ago. The destination of the ticket is to Alice Spring. The date of the reunion that Kate had set is coming nearer. He dreaded of that day. But somehow, he felt slightly excited too. It has been twelve years since he last saw Marcus. They stopped contacting each other after the wake and had gone separate ways. Sighing, Zachary got out of bed and walked towards the window of his apartment and stare out at the view, with the photo and the ticket on his hand. Staring blindly at the brightly lit Sydney Harbour Bridge, he thinks of his dear friend, Marcus.
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