Posted on: Oct 10, '09
The Dream After My Death
I was hurt. I was broken. I was feeling the pain...
Why should I alone bear it? Because for years I made others bear the pain of death.
I shot them and felt proud when they lied on the ground.
Their pain was my pride at that moment, but now...
Just I wanted to catch those wrong people and throw them behind the bars but I failed.
The reason was me myself.
At this moment, I felt that I was betrayed by everybody around me.
For years and years, I developed my body. Muscles, hard bones and all that...
But what I was rewarded was quite painful.
My body had betrayed me...
Even after the last of those bullets pierced my stomach, I was on strong belief that I won't give hope.
A 9mm lied just 2 metres away from me, where I lied in the lake of my own blood.
When I tried to reach for it, I came to know the truth, the bare one.
My body had stopped listening to my heart and so my belief I had got, was shot out of my skull and my heart started feeling the recoil velocity of the shot...
I came to know that I wasn't able to move my hand just 2 metres besides me.
I was totally betrayed............
I wanted to kill them but I realised that I could only do that in the dream which I 'll have after closing my eyes for the final time, the dream after my death.
Before it all ended, I wanted to speak with the love of my life, my wife. The moments which I spent with her kept playing in my mind. Without wasting my precious time, I gathered all energy which was left in the broken body and dropped the cell off my pocket. My eyes were looking at the ceiling while my fingers were busy dialing her number carefully. I called her and with the push of one button turned on the speaker. What I heard made my heart cry for the final time...
"Hey it's me Akshata. I m busy for the moment. Please leave your message or call later........................................................................."
Tags: the, dream, after, my death, dark, prince, paranoid
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