Wednesday, 11 September 2013

one third of a moment #4

"i'm rolling thunder, i'm pouring rain"
the song was fucking amazing. moreover, full volume in the headphones always had an unparalleled feel.
he was zooming through, making ways in the dusty traffic.
his eyes were all misty due to the sand and dust, damn he forgot his aviators over the table.
highways have always been a huge stress-booster to him. either too sad or too happy even, he just knew one direction to steer to. NH4.
"kuch is tarah" started in shuffle. he never understood why he still keeps such songs. he always complained the stupid programming in shuffle, but he never deleted.
he pulled over his bike to the service road, to start another AC DC.
in between the change, he heard the infamous sound of the ambulance. well to him, it was creepy and infamous, yes.
"hard as a rock" and he was back on the road, when the ambulance whooshed some inches away, overtaking him rapidly. he stole a small glance inside the ambulance, an old man was lying almost dead, with three or four people mourning and consoling. nope, this ain't gonna happen.
he overtook the ambulance with a sense of pride in him. he did not let the death overtake him till he is alive! 

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