The rose garden – 1

He didn’t go the hospital today; didn’t feel like it.

What would go through your mind while you are falling nine floors? Would you still be awake just before you touch the ground? What if a person experiences all the pain and the sensation of forming a bony, fleshy bloody splat and then dies? What if what we think is death, actually isn’t?

Splat!

The image kept repeating in his mind, in disturbing deep detail. He hadn’t seen anything. He had just heard the news. Was he sad? Some things don’t affect you in a good or a bad way; they just affect you.

Splat!

They told him that the police wanted to speak to him, in the capacity of her psychiatrist. He had to be professional. He finally went to face what he feared the most… the sight of the splat, that was called Koyal just a day ago.

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