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Songs...
Words...
These rip out the heart and make cringing a lifetime.
Hands deep in pockets and head taking the complete view of his worn out sneakers. He limped and with the realisation of the pain he forced himself to walk normally and he felt the entire essence of a sharp blinding pain. He knew the rupture would render him a limp for the rest of his life and that he shouldn't be a lot of things to his bad knee but he didn't care.
The next step forced him to grip the railing for support. A car zipped past him on the other side of the railing. He stood up angrily and the pain shot up again. He was sweating now. He told himself it was a hot day. He knew he was trying to pretend to himself. He hoped that if he could only act and fool himself in believing that the pain was nothing but a...
Friday the 13th...
That's what it is today. He used that day to fill the DOB section.
He hummed Happy birthday to ...
He was surprised. He allowed himself a smile grudgingly. He scratched his unshaven gaunt face and realised that he was another year old but just as lonely as ever. He didn't mind though. He pretended a lot anyway. And since he was alone he could despise in peace.
He had been standing at that sidewalk for a long time. The breeze bringing him back to acknowledge the pain.
He started running. If he had to lose the knee what better day than Friday the 13th?
a couple of meters was all he lasted his leg pulled away under him and he started falling. He went down face first with no attempt at breaking his fall the smashing of his nose didn't come as a surprise. Lying on the asphalt he tasted blood and dirt of the sidewalk.
He kept lying there. and hummed happy birthday and laughed and laugh turned to cough.
He licked his torn lips with his bitten tongue and and spat out a tooth.
A stray was inching towards him cautiously, with a bright wag on hopping on three legs the fourth one dragged behind in a rot.
He thought ludicrously in his head it would be something to have himself be eaten by a dog. He looked hungry enough. Poor Sod!
He? it! He always had addressed dogs as people. And he laughed aloud as the dog started licking his bleeding smashed face...
14 comments:
Painful...but he still had the instincts of a fighter.
Did he not want companionship or any emotion of humanity to come by his way?....maybe he wouldn't believe it if it bit him in the face(pun intended)...I don't think the dog was trying to kill him (not coz i m a dog lover but the way it approached...loved the 3 legged bit....made the dog wiser huh?), He knew it but wasn't prepared to believe it...even as 'it' licked his face he didn't seem to realise that...or did he?
I liked this one the best so far. In spite of all the pain, the loneliness, the self deprecation...the writing in all the stories, the men in all the stories had one thing in common...
They all had SPIRIT. Was that conscious or sub-conscious? :)
I want to see some women characters around...
So much pain is enough to give pain itself a complex, I wont say anything about the writing bit, cos its anyway mind-blowing...
This character loves pain and that is his victory..
good stuff....how much drwan from your own experience...don't knw...but its kewl.
>>And he laughed aloud as the dog started licking his bleeding smashed face...<<
Epilogue...
Just a few licks and the dog realised this isn't fun. So it gave him a pitiful look and ran to cross the road. But before it reached the other side it was in the other world. The taxi driver could see a blob lying in the middle of the road in his rear view mirror.
Oh man!! this one is amazing! But I felt turmoil in my insides... What is making u write like this?
Sinister!
umm...a little harsh for a monday morning read... :)
how are you?
stopping by to say hi! :)
intensly bizzare but a great read!
Cheers!
another amazing peice.
i really liked it!
Real nice work...
The mind...its mumblings even when wll this happenings..
just awesome!!!
Liked the way to bring to the ending..The dog..The licking..he talkin them as ppl.....
crude!!
ewww....why make the pain so in the face :(
where are you?
Wow, that was a good one! kind of sad though..sad for the guy, almost like he gave up on life. A quitter. A fighter, who quit. Thats sad :(
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