Masterpiece

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The fact that exhaustion comes over when you run hard from something/someone and then eventually you have to stop somewhere to have a handful breath and normalise your heart which seems likely to explode anytime soon, is what I hate the most. Of course I cannot run till death, quite literally, even if I want to but I must decide when I want to stop and not my body, but that doesn't happen all the time with me... someone who is not an athlete or even a sportsperson.

I ran kilometers or something that evening. Not knowing where to but I kept running until I fainted right in front of a shop just like that. Yes, I tried to run till death, quite literally, but that doesn't happen. Your heart seems like it will explode but it doesn't. The shopkeeper helped me get in and waited till I gained my senses back. They were helpful enough to call me a cab which dropped me to the café I work as a part-timer, Ivy And Beans. I don't have a home, just houses, so at times like this where people think I might need SOMEONE else's help and I must not be left alone...I give them the address of my café.

My manager rushed to me when I got out of the cab and before asking me questions he asked how much did I have to pay to the driver but I knew this would happen so I paid him already. Joshua turned to me with his weird concerning eyes and asked me what happened.

"I'm free" I said with my faint smile and leant on him like a corpse falling lifelessly without any grip against gravity. He started yelling and shaking me since he got scared as what happened to me suddenly but I was way too tired from my attempt of running away to even stand or even speak. I had already said enough.

He dragged me inside and did the little first aid of my little scratches here and there. I kept my eyes close and kept nodding to give him clear indications that I wasn't dead, yet.
He kept asking me what happened and how did I end up landing in vagabond kind of situation but I kept nodding plainly signaling him that I was alive. Just that.
I had no strength to talk, or even if I had, there was nothing to talk about anyway. I set myself free, in more ways than I thought. My heart felt light and floating which always seemed to be filled with baggage and loads of crap I don't know of what. But today, it felt like they were all gone. Whooosshhhhh like vapour in the afternoon sunbeam. I was sweating in the month of January. Of course, I ran so much. So much that it started to suffocate me, all that wet collar of my inner sweater and creating itching around my neck. I took off my sweater and sat there in my vest. Joshua came rushing inside with a hot brewed coffee and a club sandwich but stopped looking at me fanning myself from my sweater. He freaked out and I laughed hard watching him freak out. It was time a to freak out but it was a time to laugh too.

About an hour later, I came outside with my body much better after the exhaustion and my stomach completely full with Joshua lovable sandwich. I came out to work my hours off and was wearing the apron only when we heard some commotion outside our cafe. Joshua rushed out with another freaked look on his face and then minutes later he came inside but with a police inspector and a constable with him. I knew they were for me. They came looking out for me only.
Joshua said "He is Nikumbh Shah you were asking about, but sir what happened?" He was more freaked than before, for some obvious reasons I mean.

I was calm, the police was calm but everyone else here including our other cafe staff and customers there were not. They all were kind of freaked as everybody looked at me when I took off my half wore apron and then came out of the cash counter to the police waiting for me.

"Yes sir. I was there." I said before greeting him good evening. He was taken a bit and then raising his eyebrows he said "but we didn't even mention why we came here" to which is scoffed to my right and said "you don't have to, let's go and talk in the station not here". He looked at me for a minute while Joshua with his super freaked blank mind kept switching his horrified gaze from the inspector to me to him and it went on until the inspector told his constable to take me with them.