Back to the Past
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25th April 2009 , will I ever forget this day ? Will memories about this horrific day sink?Let sleeping dogs lie they say , but will this hound ever sleep or lie ? I was just called today by my Dean of faculty to explain what happened on 25/04/2009,I was shocked !Seriously!? Why should I be impregnated by a nightmare and give birth to fear which will always be part of me?
I am going through memory lane , trying to remember what exactly happened on that dark day . Up to now I can't believe that I was attacked on my way from class around 12 am . Its shocking that incident happened a few metres away from my hostel.Unfortunately the camera shifted another side the time the event was taking place . When those 2 criminals did their deed and made away with my phone , I felt like some piece of me was ripped off . I wasn't myself and I felt like it was a dream .I remember the guard trying to rewind the video tapes from the cameras but all that they saw were 2 men running away.
I was lost in time and space such that I cant believe that hysteria took over me to an extent that i seized because my heart could not handle the pressure that had happened to weary me .I am really thankful for the people who helped me and called the ambulance .You know sometimes you just walk past some people not knowing that they will be the good Samaritans who will pick you up when you are down .Its all coming back to me , the pain that I felt when I was resting my weary body in bed.The fear that blanketed me and penetrated my thoughts, I felt like a kid who is scared of a bogey man in the dark .
I remember how hectic the next week was , writing police reports and explaining in Russian what really happened .Its funny if I come to think that I was in 1st year and my Russian sucked then . Going through the mugshots at the police station , wow that was just like C.I.S St. Petersburg . I was with my old buddy and partner Chiann.Its crazy how sometimes I would ask her to see a mugshot and identify the guy if hes the one who smacked the wax out of me .I would ask her as if she saw one of the men who beat me because my eyes were confused. So many mugshots of people at the police station , some were lost kids , drunk and picked up by the police , hookers and even drug dealers .
The Fast and the furious Piskarevsky drift was also that day . We were moved from one police station to the other to make a sketch of the criminals.Poor Fafa could not really remember those 2 heartless criminals. I was really stressed plus the non-stop headache that I started having .Its all coming back to me , I tried burying it but its part of me and that is one of those things which I can not let go .I guess there are some memories that can not fade and some people you can not forget no matter what you have gone through.
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