The observer

The scorching heat of the May sun burnt through the day, casting shadows across the walkway. Yet failing to put a damper on the chatter of the college campus. A huge crowd gathered outside the hostel. Some girls sobbing. Sad vibes of injustice percolating from the dorm.

The mob was getting uncontrollable. Friends amd family filled the walkways. Demanding answers from the management.

A few gossipmongers were overheard saying ” do you think it was because Sheila rejected his proposal last month or was it because he failed in medicine, fell short of few marks they say. Or was it the tension of the finals next month?”

I was observing from a distance. My former body was now being moved. Now I wish I had not done it but life felt so overwhelming. Pursuing my dream was as difficult as getting the love of my life. With no purpose and end in sight i felt it was the best option. But looking at the crowd here, and Sheila…sobbing for my loss… I realise I should have persevered, given life more time… than the painful death I choose.

In response to WDYS #235

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