Down there, on the other side of the road, it laid there ....wrapped up in a rugged piece...it's body, pale, worn out, numb, cold....From this side of the road, he observed the sight for long, from the corner of his eyes, between the fragments of time snatched away from his nagging girlfriend sitting across his table...
Many a bodies-in-motion passed by that cold body....Many sighs, gnaws, pities, indifferences were left behind - to be lost, perhaps in the pandemonium of maddening clanking of wheels, the posterous pomping of the horns....Oblivious of all these,the body laid there, motionless....
First it was a feeling of restlessness in him....a little later awkwardness crept in....then something tore him apart from within, leaving his soul to bleed...he had long before forgotten the existence of any other human being in his vicinity, save that cold body and himself and the road that separated them...his thoughts hammered his soul, his conscience pricked him......he fought his conscience bravely, at first resisting himself to find something about that motionless body, seconds later finding an excuse to save himself the effort of putting self to any unforseeable trouble...
He had already lost the fight before it all began....
As his comfort zone gave away all the little that was saved of in him, in a split second, he made a decision that would, what would be the final blow - to his petulant conscience and to that still body on the other side of the road....in that one defining moment, he had sealed their fate....Hadn't he long before known the priceless wisdom of ignorance being bliss!!!....
A transient war was won...knowing well, that he had just committed the greatest crime against humanity....his soul, buried in the dark dungeons, finally laid to rest....he began sipping the hot chocolate coffee....smiling to the lass just accross his table.....
He was sure of one thing though....he would never be able to cross that road, ever again...
Friday, March 16, 2007
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It is something that we all have been through at some point or the other in our respective "survivals" (I wont call it "lives", cause with a dead concience , one is hardly alive) and yet are averse to admitting , purely due to the guilt of betraying the self and having full knowledge of it. Well written. And someone once said to me " As you grow up in life , you learn to leave things as they are." I guess, then, its all but a part of growing up . Keep writing.
hmm...i pity you for your decision..it is for people who make decisions like this that we have turned into inhuman machines when nothing moves us into action..don't intellectualise...JUST DO IT...
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