The Crystals

"Nothing interesting like this happens in my life," said Zohaifa, a fifteen years old boy, to himself while reading a comic, "The world of the comics is so awesome where so many people have such diversity of powers. The heroes of those worlds are so cool."

"Zohaifa!" scolded his father, "Why are you reading comics? If you have to read something, read your textbook."

Zohaifa closed his comic.

"Nah. It's time to sleep anyway. I have already done my studies."

Next day, Zohaifa woke up early in the morning, had his breakfast, got ready for school with his uniform on. He was walking while engulfed in his thoughts. Only the one ruling above the heavens knew what he was thinking. Suddenly, a voice came to him, "Hey, Zohaifa. Wait for me. Let us go to school together."

Zohaifa looked back and his eyes glimmered seeing his best friend.

"Mahir! How are you?"

"Cool and rolling."

Zohaifa stopped walking for Mahir to catch up and then, they continued with their usual chatters. Suddenly, Zohaifa saw an old blind man crossing the street. Zohaifa, suddenly withdrawing from the conversation, went on to help the blind man cross the streets. Mahir assisted Zohaifa like he always does.

"Hey, Zohaifa. Why do you go out of your way to help people whom you don't know or has less probability of benefitting you in anyway?," Mahir asked in the tiffin period sitting on their favourite bench. They always do.

"You know, how much I like superheroes, don't you?"

"And you think helping people like this makes you a hero?"

"Well, superheroes live in a different world where the laws of universe are different, where villains and sidekicks have powers. But we live in a regular world and the ones with the best resemblance with them are the ones who help people."

"Nice logic."

"May I ask you why you are so interested in technology?"

"Well, I am like you a superhero fan and I like Iron man the most. Being immersed in technology is just a rope of hope that if the world were to take a turn, I would be something like Iron man cause my behavior is similar."

"Hmm… That's actually the exact reason for me to practice martial arts. If the world were to take a turn, maybe I will be a powerful warrior."

"We are birds of a feather I guess."

Then, Zohaifa looked into the sky. "I am just too bored with how things are going. I pray that something better happens today. I can't stand it anymore."