Alter Ego And Alternatives
ALTERNATIVE 1 - Dream
After few day his body started giving away. Bullet pierced his brain through the middle. It was miracle that he didn't died on the spot. He started losing the push, part of me that way his reflection of giving up. Drenched in my own thoughts i decided to take a stroll. As i reached "The Friends". It was still too bright. Music was low, almost seemed like Christmas carol. I couldn't find the seat where light gives up, so have to satisfy with the corner seat. I felt like a pair of eye fixated on me. I turned around she was staring on me. I got up and occupied the seat against it.
Me - So , Wssup?
She - Seems like I forced you to talk to me.
Me - Yepps, I don't feel like talking much nowadays.
She - Why?
Me - Almost a whisper, "My Brother". By every angle it was a lie. Certainly seemed so.
She - Are you sure.
Me - Hmm. The word i hate most.
Me - So how is your 'Vampire'.
By the way, Question which are deep inside should be asked in the glamorous way.
She - You know, he was just a fantasy.
Me - As far i can remember he was interested in you.
She - Well, didn't worked out.
Me - Ohh, i took a sweep around the place. I continued "Oh today is girls night, your drinks on me today.
She - Pine-apple juice?
Me - You haven't learnt anything yet!
She - I am stubborn.
Me - I guess you want to share something.
She - What make you think so?
Me - Its my favorite past time. To hear people, when their head grows heavy. So, i know when i see it.
She maintained a pause.
Me - I guess today " you should try red wine." For the starters it doesn't tastes bad. And its the sweets interrogation substance on earth.
She - I don't like taste, that's all.
As i poured the third glass, she seems to have started her monologue, that how it went. My eyes were on her face. There is a difference between how persons are and how they wanted to be. Even if it can be considered as sad story she was happy. I guess happiness is an art rather than a state of mind.
Me - Its already 8:30. I guess i should drop you home. You know at 9 i gotta go. And you don't seems okay today.
She - Ohho Chivalry. I like it. But we will walk home.
Me - Haaaaiiiin. You know software engineers cannot walk. JObs make them cripple.
She was delirious. She almost dragged me from the hand. I was hardly able to pay the bill.
As we were taking a stroll we reached her apartment.
She turned towards me. , "Its almost nine. It must be hard."
I winked, "Its Habit"
You might not think this way. But there are people who care about you. You are nice behind your cocky shell.
And she turned towards home. I felt she should turn back, as it happens in movies. She turned back to get another glimpse. I almost forgot that my phone was vibrating. On the other side there was tulika, with her wet voice, "He got out of coma." I didn't notice my sore eyes were wet again one more time.
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Happily Ever After
After few day his body started giving away. Bullet pierced his brain through the middle. It was miracle that he didn't died on the spot. He started losing the push, part of me that way his reflection of giving up. Drenched in my own thoughts i decided to take a stroll. As i reached "The Friends". It was still too bright. Music was low, almost seemed like Christmas carol. I couldn't find the seat where light gives up, so have to satisfy with the corner seat. I felt like a pair of eye fixated on me. I turned around she was staring on me. I got up and occupied the seat against it.
Me - So , Wssup?
She - Seems like I forced you to talk to me.
Me - Yepps, I don't feel like talking much nowadays.
She - Why?
Me - Almost a whisper, "My Brother". By every angle it was a lie. Certainly seemed so.
She - Are you sure.
Me - Hmm. The word i hate most.
Me - So how is your 'Vampire'.
By the way, Question which are deep inside should be asked in the glamorous way.
She - You know, he was just a fantasy.
Me - As far i can remember he was interested in you.
She - Well, didn't worked out.
Me - Ohh, i took a sweep around the place. I continued "Oh today is girls night, your drinks on me today.
She - Pine-apple juice?
Me - You haven't learnt anything yet!
She - I am stubborn.
Me - I guess you want to share something.
She - What make you think so?
Me - Its my favorite past time. To hear people, when their head grows heavy. So, i know when i see it.
She maintained a pause.
Me - I guess today " you should try red wine." For the starters it doesn't tastes bad. And its the sweets interrogation substance on earth.
She - I don't like taste, that's all.
As i poured the third glass, she seems to have started her monologue, that how it went. My eyes were on her face. There is a difference between how persons are and how they wanted to be. Even if it can be considered as sad story she was happy. I guess happiness is an art rather than a state of mind.
Me - Its already 8:30. I guess i should drop you home. You know at 9 i gotta go. And you don't seems okay today.
She - Ohho Chivalry. I like it. But we will walk home.
Me - Haaaaiiiin. You know software engineers cannot walk. JObs make them cripple.
She was delirious. She almost dragged me from the hand. I was hardly able to pay the bill.
As we were taking a stroll we reached her apartment.
She turned towards me. , "Its almost nine. It must be hard."
I winked, "Its Habit"
You might not think this way. But there are people who care about you. You are nice behind your cocky shell.
And she turned towards home. I felt she should turn back, as it happens in movies. She turned back to get another glimpse. I almost forgot that my phone was vibrating. On the other side there was tulika, with her wet voice, "He got out of coma." I didn't notice my sore eyes were wet again one more time.
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Happily Ever After
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