FIFTEEN
Sir. Not
going home? It is already 10.20PM.
“No Vikas.
I am just finalizing a short writeup. I am planning to publish in the dairy
section of mouthshut.com tomorrow morning. I will leave in a few minutes you
carry on. I will leave in a few minutes. Bye. See you tomorrow”
SIXTEEN
“Hello
Vikas…I am in hospital in 3B2. The security guards admitted me here.”
What happened?
“I lost
control of my bike after I applied the front brake suddenly. An idiot crossed
the road suddenly. I panicked and applied the brake. After that all I remember
is waking up here”
“I was told
that I was brought unconscious to the hospital. My guess is they made me sleep
off the pain. I think I was given a sedative to ease the pain in the leg. Thank
God I was wearing helmet.”
“hey..whats that noise?”
Wait
sir. Will find out
“What
happened ? did you find out“
Nothing
much sir, that is a kid shouting. He keeps shouting that he wants his sister.
But his sister is dead for last one year. He says he saw her yesterday outside
thier home. Today is her remembrance day. She is supposed to have died one year
back. See here. She was hit by a speeding two wheeler near our company. See her
photo here in the times of india’s
remembrance column.
”oh no..its
her!!! She was the one who crossed the road yesterday”
“Oh God”
Sir…sir…...what
happened?
THE END
