Corn

This is some interesting time! The most interesting time there has ever been. To be precise, this is the time that gives meaning to our institution, that justifies our existence-' He noticed his attention was not on the letter and his eyes started wondering. The cracking noise from the microwave has slipped into the room. It was obvious now that the popcorn snack was a noisy business, he acknowledged this while walking out to the kitchen. The bursts of sound appeared to have been playing the music for the particles of dust dancing outside in the sunset. There was no water out there, there was no rain and there wasn’t going to be any time soon he noted while watching the drops falling at regular internals from the tap. It has been doing that for weeks now but he couldn’t bring himself fixing it. Putting a bucket under collecting water for cooking, plants and washing dishes the problem was sorted. He played with trying to catch a glimpse as the drops fell always looking away to the dust outside till the next one. It was a difficult game with the corn in the microwave, more difficult than anticipated as the infrequent bursts made it impossible to measure time properly.
He put down the letter, it can wait till tomorrow and got out a bowl just before the machine signalled it was time. While emptying the contents of the paper bag he tried to decide on a form of entertainment suitable for the snack. He sat down facing the window with the tap slightly to his right about a metre and a half still easy to catch from the corner of his eyes.
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Extract from Conrad's Story, The Exodus

Conrad used to be a reliable, joyful and mostly trustworthy guy. All his childhood, his so called teenage years and so on till he finally reached cultural adulthood he worked very hard to achieve this perception of him in others. Now, at 53 for the first time ever he has not only come to disappoint his father but their conflict has made both appearing not only vicious and violent but heated with anger. He didn’t like this state of mind but these were turbulent times, the corners of the universe seemed to be turned out of their solid places reshaping everything in an entirely different manner. And only if things were that simple, he thought. Has the universe had corners to begin with, things would be far simpler to contemplate at present.

He was still angry pacing up and down in the lobby casting frequent looks at the door. Since it all began, when things started to change ever so rapidly, he discovered in his new state of mind characteristics that were alien to him before. Many disturbing, others not. 'Leadership' his father pronounced one, trying to convince him that he would have to stand representing them all. This concept however freaked Conrad. He grew up in an Anarcho-Federalist collective and he could not accept the idea of the new order. His point of view differed greatly from his father's and his cronies' as they have grown to be dubbed. Since their conflict erupted in the open, since he became so vicious and tunefully violent a great many has stood behind his words. He supposed that was what fuelled him, that made him go on and debate vehemently in all platforms. Beside, he was a federalist to the core and unlike his father he was, he could not be loyal.

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