Tomorrow...

Vikram was walking into the dark, unknowing where he is going. The cold night was filled with darkness. There was no sound except from the mild cry of a lonely owl. He walked with strong foot steps, amidst the fog. The parallel rails which were running beside him saw no end. He felt, the railway track which is stretching beside him is leading to the end of the world. He had no desire, no wish to fulfill. No responsibilities or no fear. The only question in front of him was , “What Next?”

Vikram had no clue of what he is doing. He was driven by an unknown force. There were several trains which ran on a fast pace over the track which he is standing right now, carrying a thousand lives, a million hopes and a billion dreams. This life is a miraculous adventure, where no one knows what happens in the next moment. He had decided to leave this nasty life and to explore the unknown world. It was then he noticed someone lying in a distance on the track. At first, He couldn’t identify what it was. It seemed like a bundle. Or was it a mirage? Is it an illusion or is it really a dead body?

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