Tuesday, December 23, 2008


He paused. He could hear a rumble in the distance. This wasn't the first time. This time he was sure it was not his imagination playing tricks with him. The rumble grew louder, and a dust cloud appeared. It was time.

The world had been steadily changing, yet he managed to maintain his stride. This time, however, it would be different. He knew, this time there was no escape. The rumble approached, and the cloud engulfed him.


He looked to his side, and smiled. There was hope. He would survive, but whether he would come out of it alone would remain a mystery.

1 comment:

Aparna Ganguly said...

Thoughts of the Denver crash on reading this.. dunno why..