Introducing short stories.. Untitled
Written by, Arindam Mukherjee ÂD.
Every Wednesday, a part of the story will be posted. Read all the seven parts and follow up to know the name of the title? PART 1
The story. The story is of a boy. A boy who waited.. He didn't wait for his whole life like everybody promise to wait. He didn't wait till he died; like some does in mega serial or television shows. But he waited till his innocent,without-any-complexities heart got wrecked and broken into pieces like that of shattered windows after a heavy thunder-storm. He waited till his beautiful,creative mind destroyed like a rose that gets destroyed by an evil worm. Im becoming an emotional fag. Ain't I? Wouldn't it be better if i just narrate the story? Then let me... It was a nice and pleasant day of autumn. The thin fog which could be seen by the naked eyes from the gap of a window of a passenger train made a good scenario when the nascent sun just beamed its yellowish ray like a new- born kitten opens its eyes for the very first time. It seemed like the yellowish ray of that sun lightened the whole world.You might be thinking that either this story will be of an author or of a nature lover. Like,who else can explain the beauties of nature and give it a clear picture except a nature lover? No sir! When someone is in love,the deep one,everything in the world seems beautiful and this world,the very dirty world,full of selfish and lustful people; yes even this world seems to be mesmerizing enough.. Autumn evening. As far I remember and can recollect,the time was 5:07pm. The sun,which earlier seemed to have lightened the whole world,was then setting off. Is this really that sun? The same sun which could be compared to a mighty lion,the king of the jungle? Its light and its rage was fading. It was becoming calm,slowly,bit-by-bit. It seemed like the very sun has two faces. The face which shows its anger,rage and aggression and the other face which shows its calmness,dependency and weakness. No sir! Nothing is positive or negative in this world. Every thing is relative... __TO BE CONTINUED__
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