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Thursday, April 23, 2009

Death of a Soldier

Disclaimer: Imaginary, random ideas

It was the part of the night before the dawn - the time when the sky is as dark as it can be. The breeze hummed as it caressed the sands of the desert. What cut through the sound like a ray of sunlight through gray clouds was the sound of bullets.

He had been shot in the head. His eyes were wide open. His mouth was gaping like a hungry dolphin when it comes to the surface of a swimming pool after being offered food. His eyebrows were constricted in a S-shape.

I saw a question mark on his face. Just after the bullet sounded, there was a sizzling sound - the sound of skin burning with the lead bullet. A thick stream of blood flowed out of his forehead down his left ear.

He fell on the ground with a thud.

Not a movement, not a sigh.

The soldier was doing what he wanted to do. The soldier was doing it in the best way he could.

Before he knew it, it was game-over for him. He was on the ground with the sand smeared on his face wet with blood.

1 comment:

  1. It is sad that the people in this world are becoming cynical... I don't know where this will end up... The greediness really parted us all from simple Humans to altogether diffrent mankind.... It is because of this so many lives are endangered.. I really wonder why "our motherland" got broken into "my motherland" .... :(... God bless you Aditya... Very nice blog