Thursday, January 21, 2010

55 Fiction By Heavealie: If Only



Four days back I died in a train accident.
I was crossing the train tracks.
How wonderful dreams are.
A guy shouts at me.
Train penetrates my shadow.

Five days back:
We cannot select you. You are not up to the mark.

Present:
Boy from Mumbai dies in train accident.

 Me:

If only.

I wouldn’t have died a coward’s death.

5 comments:

  1. Spooky!It's the boy's ghost who's writing this eh?
    Even spookier..

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  2. this is chilling. your words feel like a hollow echo...

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  3. The dark tones of your writing are back :)
    Wonderfully written :D

    Keep writing buddy :)

    Cheers!!

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