One Day
Jo seph tapped his feet in a rhythm as he stood in the queue, ready to cast his vote. The queue was long, and even though he had tried to get to the polling unit early, he was at the tail end of the line. Joseph didn’t mind, though. It meant that people took the elections seriously and were ready to vote out the ruling political party. Joseph’s mood soured, and his lips turned down at the thought of the ruling party. “I’m behind you, boy,” someone said, tapping Joseph’s shoulders. Joseph turned to see a slightly stooping old man. “I want to rest my legs a bit.” Joseph nodded, and the man slowly walked off. Joseph turned back to the front of the queue. By his observation, it’ll take a long while before it gets to his turn. He didn’t fault the old man for going to sit for a bit. The ruling party had taken way more than they had given Joseph. They had given him hope but yanked it away, leaving him in despair and debt. Joseph didn’t like thinking about it, but it was one of the main things...