Can’t say he was short of breath, but he was panting that’s for sure; tiredness took over his knees, he tries not to think of it cause he couldn’t afford to be tired… well, that’s atleast what they told him; he tries to concentrate on the next milestone.. but he knows it to be a mirage, cause he wouldn’t get too long to stop.
And then he makes it
Yes!!!
Catches his breath, thankful to the respite his body gets. A moment passes… and he starts seeing that there’s not enough to celebrate.
I expected more
He looks around, there aren’t enough people…. Some run ahead of him, some he left way back
Where is everybody?
There is a wait in his eyes… a touch of disappointment too with a touch of thought over what lies ahead, a touch of thought over whether the next milestone will be worth it.
It’s time
He suddenly gets the urge to bow out, to not fight time, to go at his own pace… but then his eyes turn a touch more dead than they were a moment back, takes one last look at what’s around him and …. runs
I have no choice
4 comments:
Hi... i really loved this one due to some reasons... but i wud really like to know why u wrote this... U cud mail me the reasons if u dont want to put it on ur blog!
Reminds me of the rabbit and tortoise story. Everyone knows that in the end the tortoise wins. And that too going slowly... Consistency matters. We know. But the world always will be moving. One cannot expect to have an official rest time. The only thing is that one must run with himself and not with others. May be then the milestones wont be important but the journey..
beautiful...
i so understand the feeling...its been reinforcedafter coming here
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