Out on a Busy Street
I passed by a busy street, vehicles were building up, both private and public transportation. There were establishments, big and small. There were stalls all over the area with all sorts of resto’s and different sorts of shops. There is a school in the corner and hardware at the end of the street. It is such a busy street. There were vendors along the sides of the road blubbering, selling stuff and talking endlessly. With too much warmth of the sun, I felt so tired with the scene. I feel so exhausted having to see how long they have been standing there to sell stuff. I walked and walked observing. There were beggars roaming around. I felt too tired of having been exposed to this kind of environment but it is really a good place for business. And then I passed by a vacant idle lot. The grasses were too high, it looks as if the place has been abandoned by the owners. And then I thought to myself “does, the owner of the lot, know what he is missing because of letting this piece of land stand useless in a very busy street?” I thought maybe he has gone abroad that he has not seen the potential of the area for business. It could not just stand like that when you can do a lot with that piece of property.
So in my mind, I thought of my own plans for the land – if only it was mine. I would put up a recreational activity area or a Function Hall to hold events… And I can also make a paintball field out of it especially that it is highly visible and accessible. But if I am going to set up a business like it I would have to research and know so much about paintball. I would have to think of a theme for my very own paintball arena would it be like the usual ‘in the woods’ type of field, or would it be the watery and muddy type. I still have to conceptualize and plan everything especially that it might be costly also to invest in the gaming gadgets of paintball. It is fun how imagination works sometimes. I am planning of a costly business and the lot I have been thinking about belongs to somebody else who doesn’t even know I exist.
Actually what if instead of a paintball field, I make use of the space to build badminton court to accommodate those players and find instructors to broaden my business. What If I also put food carts inside for the players to divulge after a very tiring badminton game. It sounds pretty good but I would rather build it into a court that is convertible anytime in case badminton’s out, then another would sprout. It is too tiring to think of business ideas that would work the way I want it. Even on this very busy street, when you put up something inappropriate, it will still be a flop.
"Out on a Busy Street", was submitted 08/18/2011 under category Short Story.