Last saturday, after a very tiring trip somewhere in a nearby suburb, I, together with few of my friends, catwalked in a very familiar yet strange place for me. Maybe because it was a long time ago since I managed to enter such a place or maybe I haven't acquainted myself yet to the fact that, in one way or another, I have to visit there to widen my thoughts of the place.
That was the second time I entered O Bar. A very cold place but very warm in welcoming its guests to party and meet random warm bloods. At around 10PM, I knew only few has the heart to sustain the loneliness of the place since the real party starts by early midnight and ends at near morning. We found a certain niche upstairs and had three drinks which were covered by tickets. Not until we felt that the meager number of guests were not enough to uplift our spirits did we decided to tread down the ground floor. And alas! It was fully packed with different faces.
I checked every single soul in the smoky chamber not hoping to find someone who'd dare to take a look on such a mere usual face of mine but to observe. I saw two guys in one corner whispering at each other as if gossiping. Then, another guy is holding his beer bottle while caressing the music with his own bodily dance. At the mouth of the room were a few minding their own business but it's evident that they're looking for something or someone.
And my eyes were stuck into a rather familiar face. I couldn't remember him but something's telling me I know him. Maybe he also wore a familiar face, I said to myself. He was in the darker part of that room just smoking and drinking while checking on every person passing by the center going to the bar area. Is he waiting for someone? Or is he also bored in his place and just wanna hang out? Looking at his gestures, it can be inferred that something's bothering him. I don't know if it was that someone he's waiting for or if he's just eager to see the world within the four corners of the famous O Bar. I was not quite sure.
I was intently staring at him hoping to completely see his face. Then, his eyes were drawn abruptly unto me. I was caught off guard and didn't know what to do then. I should have taken my eyes away from him but I couldn't. It's too late. And besides I didn't know where to pin my attention to. Thus, I stared. For a moment, I felt a connection between us. It's something I have never felt before. As if I knew him and he wants to know me. Then, he swayed his face and tried to reclaim himself from the same half-humiliation. I felt shy by then.
Although we stared at each other for a few seconds, I knew he was curious as I was. Curious of the reason why I stared at him like that. But he brushed off the curiosity. Me too.
I danced for while to ease up my drunkenness and release the alcohol lurking my head. Like him, I also swayed through the music. Felt it. Romanced with it. And finally, I was able to gather myself back and out I went to breathe only to find out he was also there. By this time, I didn't mind him anymore.
This is one of the most peculiar yet strange nights I had with so many unfamiliar faces. This is one moment when catching off guard is a usual thing. This is one of the moments we experience in an entertainment nook such as O Bar.
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