It was 78th day since I came here. The attic is not that bad either, I thought. I can still see the sky from the huge window on the ceiling . Lying on the bed, I was thinking; what if this glass broke and it all crumbles down on me. What will happen on a stormy night? I pondered over fleeting clouds. Its been raining and finally there is a brief pause.
Jumped out of my bed, I leaped out of my small balcony that faces the backyard. I could see some yellow brown stack of leaves pilled up in a corner and water droplets falling off from the leaves of the tress. The grass looked wet. My mind knows how to trick me and here is the trickster Mr ME. He happens to look exactly like me but a more like a shadow version of me. I enquired, where were you all this while. It's been more than an hour I was thinking about that window. I expected you to pop around that time. You seem to be pretty moody these days. I snarled at him. He has an unusual way of making things look easy. He thinks that he is smartest of all and way too arrogant to accept any counters. Godlike demeanor of him sometimes drives me crazy but he is a really good companion. We both stood in the balcony looking down at the green grass, the patches had water seeping in them and now they looked fluffed. I was wondering what would be the height from the ground. Mr ME has habit of sneaking in my thoughts and he did the same. Alright, don't tell me you are planning to leap. You ain't a Superman and he made that snarky face twitching my nerves. I clenched my fists and said - Do you even care? He asked: Do you want me to care? His question was beating my ear drums. I felt a cold gush of wind past my left cheek and my hands went numb. He softly whispered in my ear why don't you take a leap! Something about his voice was so enticing that I grinned and looked at the ground again. Strongly holding the rail and placing the weight on one hand, I lifted one leg up... I said - Yeah, let me take it!! The tea got spilled... who was now on the door. She ran to get the impatient visitor who clanked the bell for the second time. Anira, still had those goosebumps and she was almost near the climax. She wanted to get back to her novel as soon as possible. While she is attending the visitor. A boy named Alex lives two blocks away from her street. He was about to take the leap. Alex can not be tricked so easily by Mr ME and he took the stance for the leap but he looked at his counter from the corner of his dark sparkling eyes and said - Ahh, don't you think it's becoming too predictable. Why leave this world so easily? Let me make a hell of a time for everybody. He grinned. So, tell me mom how was this. I asked her. She kept silent for sometime and said why ,why you came up with such a plot? I ignored her question and assertively asked: Tell me mom, how is this? She uttered: You don't have to think like this. Why you think we abandoned you? Mom we can't go back to what is already done. We make choices which have consequences. I don't mean to hurt you but I felt this was a good story. I am marveled on my own writing skills. Now for God's sake tell me - How was it? I know you write well, but I want to see you happy! And the conversation ended.
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