Monday, May 11, 2009

One good argument.

As the darkness engulfed him, yet again, he posed one question to life. He challenged life to present one argument to support whatever he'd done in life was worthwhile. One simple argument, one reasoning with logic. Everything he'd taken up, he'd failed. Daniel had no idea where to look. To the Beatles song playing in his room, or his non-existent imaginary friend. The one happy thought he had for all those days had abandoned him. He gradually let the darkness take him down. He just wish he'd had the gall to climb up to the terrace.

6 comments:

Nikita said...

sneef :(

Prashant Nagpal said...

He just wish he'd have the gall to climb up to the terrace.
:|

JD said...

Changed it :-/
_|_ :P

Eeshan said...

I wonder where the name daniel came up from. I don't actually. But I don't like to be a know-it-all :P

Yulia D'Souza said...

should have jumped...

U.Sidharth Bhat said...

short n sweet, yet sad n bitter.. well written!!