Sunday, June 12, 2011

Immobile life

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10..9..8..7..6 Cutting through the late night traffic in Mumbai on my sweet pulsar I saw last few seconds of the traffic light being green before it turned red"I can make it, c'mon" I said under my breath5..4..3..2..1"Should I stop?""No I think I should move on""Oh shit, the car from other side has already started moving, SOS, apply breaks, quick quick quick""Why the F*** is my bike wobbling?""Oh shit,I have fallen down, why the hell ME, why  me GOD?" And there I was,down and out besides my bike right in the middle of the road under...
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