"When you have to go through EVERYTHING, to get that EVERYTHING."
It's so hard to be someone when you're confused about who or what you're. Tarun is never 'Who' he thought he would be. He has a secret which he is claimed of hiding from everyone. Nei...
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Ten days later.
I'm walking. I'mwalking and I don't know where my legs are taking me. I can't even feel any surface I'm walking in. Almost like I'm floating in the air. I look back, I can't see a single damn thing because it's dark. Thewhole world is sleeping and blunt with the darkness. And suddenly, I realize, I feel cold. I had to breathefrom my mouth. I could see the condense fog when I exhale. Astoundingly, it's so hard to inhale. My inside mouth and even my throat is burning. How this is even possible? Where am I? Where I'm going? And what is this place?
I hear a horn. A vehicle? It's a car horn. Suddenly, the darkness is fading, consumingit with yellow lights. Street lights. A pole of street light above me is blinking after every five seconds. I'mstanding in the middle of the road. I notice a green colour ahead of me. A hoarding. It says... Mumbai-Pune highway ahead. What am I doing on the highway? Strangely, my watch appears clutched with my wrist and it's half-past twelve right now. I'm even wearing my night clothes which I remember getting them on before I went to sleep.
I hear the same sound of the car again. It's near now. If I'll be standing here like this it will hit me. And I'll be dead in no second. Again, the sound blares. Shit! I can't move now. I can't control my legs. I'm stuck.
I see two pair of lights from a distance, coming close to me every second. But, not only the car is coming from that particular direction. I hear the sound from the other way too. But it's a bit different. More louder. And the headlights are much bigger. Fucking hell, it's a truck. Comingstrange toward me and I can't move my body.
Both the vehicles are going to collide. Not only with each other but with me too. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I won't be able to talk care of my family. How my mom's gonna take his son's death after losing his husband? My brother? He will be dead from the inside, he won't be the same ever again. I don't want my family to suffer the pain of losing someone again.
Both the vehicles are much close now. I can see its shape. Shit! Shit! Shit! The street light above me blinks once. One. I'm going to die. Two. The car looks familiar somehow. Three. There's someone sitting inside the car. Four. The face is familiar too and the person is smiling at me. Five. Oh my god... it's dad.
