On top of the highest tower in the city, just me and her. Her hands in mine, I hold her from behind. She is so beautiful against the moonlight. I kiss her shoulder. The air is dead but cool. A crescent lights up the night sky a blue haze. A mist hangs loosely all around. The bright windows embedded in the shadows of buildings. The roads glow a bright golden.
I look up at the illuminating moon and take in a deep breath. I look down. I'm at the edge, alone. My worries leaving me. I stand there 50 floors high, feeling lighter and lighter. I don't turn back. I don't feel anything. I am numb. Without a second thought I fall.
I am falling face first. I am calm. No fear, I've seen the worst and am looking forward to whats coming. Its a long fall. Face first, I stretch out my arms slightly, gaining speed. Tears stream and are pushed across my face. I see the road below speeding up. The mist clears . I've never been so calm. Its all gonna be over in a while. Its cold. Its cold inside. The wind is all I feel. The past won't matter. Its not that I don't want to live. I'm just over the edge and its too late. The road below is just a few feet away. Its over.
I feel the last burst of blood from my heart. My last breath still within me. My last thoughts of her. My last moment of calm. My last words are apologies. My last hope is the end. My last wish, to live. The last few inches are here. If by a miracle I survive the fall the traffic is fast and it wont spare me. Its over.
I hear a scream. I don't know whose it is. I close my eyes, slowly, as if to sleep. The road at my face now. A last glimpse of myself I see not through my eyes but from away. I can see me just there. My face is about to touch the ground, millimeters away. So calm. I'm so beautiful. I have nothing left. This body too is almost gone. The moment passes. Its over.
4 comments:
when its over and you open your eyes, I promise to be there to tell you it was just a dream. You know what I mean.
Hmm this is interesting, I am curious to know what happened to the girl? Did she just stay and watch the person fall? Or was she just a figment of his imagination? Or did he just think of her as he wanted her to be his last thought?
That girl would neva let you go not so easily,not so fast and not alone.
Shraddhanjali, The story was intentionally left like that. These are the questions i wanted people to have, and they are to be answered by each one who reads it.
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