The time was approaching him every second by second. He was running fast to hold his breath from missing. He did know, he won't escape...he will have to surrender.....but still something deep inside him was poking him all the time...making him run...fast...faster..and faster....to save himself from the ultimate catch of time....the death!
He was bed-ridden for a long time now. And this was the end of the story...end of his life....he was dying....nothing he wanted...nothing more he expected from his life....why should he?....he was one of the prominent personalities of the nation....more than enough, he had enjoyed the fame....to be special.....to be distinct......he was a successful man...a bright career, wealthy ambiance, healthy life and a lovely family......he was happy...he was satisfied....still the inner sense of his being was pulling him away from the time...the death.....
....he wanted just a few moments more...a little more time...a little time to live up....a little time to say.....to say "sorry" to his wife.....he always hated her for her superiority.....a deep jealousy always kept him reserved....he had plenty of time for her and nothing to say throughout his life...and now, he had plenty of emotions to share and no time...he was dying....
.....and the images around blurred...the breath trapped....black...dark black...deep dark blackness crouched him....the last thing what he could save to this life, was a tear rolling over the chin of his wife....
....a scene inspired by the one presented in part 1 of Usne Kahan Tha......thanks to Majid majidi
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Nice description! :).
Bahut saare movies dekh rahe ho? :)
arre, kahan yaar....yahan kuchh nahi milta dekhne ko....all Japanese!
and first rule of creativity...stop looking at others work....you will creaate great
the same way, I keep listening to Yanni/ARR too much, that I can't think of creating my own music, at least at this stage...
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