Friday, November 30, 2012

Time Zones!

Strong winds blew that night as gushes of air built themselves up over each other like flames of fire.
Some thoughts came by too.

She picked them up gently, as if they were light feathers, too frail to be touched yet too strong to be crushed. She let them only into some parts of her brain, disjoining them on purpose, so that they couldnt take over completely. How could he do that? She didnt care anymore, though.

He caught some winds too, by the window. The racing bus killed anything that wasnt strong. Basic physics right? Time. Speed. Distance. She couldnt have done that! He knew she knew something.

They gazed at the clock that ticked tirelessly.

5.15. She sighed.
10.30. He blinked.

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