Resurrection
Well.I'm in no writing spree.Just that we were asked to write a story at college and I wrote something.Since my blog needed some posts, I decided to put this on.I didn't choose the topic.If only I were allowed to......Anyway here it is......
"Is it a dream?".... He tried to pinch himself awake.His hands were too stiff to move.The heat was melting him.He felt like a metal.NO WAIT... he felt like baked brick.The heat was unbearable.He stared at the mud roof of his undergroud hideout awaiting his end."Was it coming? Am I dying?" he thought.He could still remember himself.He still felt his warm blood, only it was too hot to call warm.He had to get off that place. He didn't wanna lose himself already.He wanted to see if daylight still existed.He wished.....
He moved. He finally walked towards the steps, climbed up and opened the door to the living room.All he saw was darkness.He checked his heat- resistant watch. It read 3 PM and it was running.Phew! His one creation still worked. Feeling his way like a blind man he counted five and placed his hand in front to feel the music system."OUCH!" he touched something hotter than the sun or he assumed.Totally confused, he switched on his watch torch.What he saw left him in bewilderment.Was it his house?Was it his beautiful living room? Was it all that was left of his life earned assets?Was this what he had to live with the rest of his life?He couldn't stop the perennial flow of questions.He was overwhelmed.Controlling himself he walked out of what was once the main door.He could see streaks of light here and there.Ahh!! atleast there was light. But where was the sun?Prepared for the worst he looked up.There were black particles floating across the once serene blue sky.He felt he was walking under layers of a congregation of nano particles that had learnt to interact and live together and was ALMOST mankind.He had to find the sun.He had to see something familiar.He felt like an alien and only the sun could prove that it was HIS earth.Nevertheless, he walked forward with only partial day light to guide his steps.
He remembered the world was split in to two.There was a nuclear war and he could still hear the loud and last explosion.There was a bright light before he went blank.Heat had engulfed the memories of the last few moments he spent on that world.He thought hard which only exerted him more. He needed food and he had to find some soon.One look to the side and he wished he had never shifted his glance.He saw corpses or thats what he thought they were.Dead forms at their worst.Stone,dust,tin cans were the only recognizable black,burnt remains.He searched for life but in vain.The harsh reality made him forget to cry."God loves everyone.I can't be the ONLY special person.I can't be the only living creature on earth.....Probably He hates me.To be the sole representative of humanity is too much to contemplate.", he mused. He continued to walk.He was destined to live and he would live hard till he died.He wouldn't ATLEAST die a painful death like the others.
"EEOOWW!"
"How selfish can I be.Why am I so happy about not suffering like others? When was the last time I regarded them as brothers?How I wish....", he pondered.He was getting nostalgic.He tried infinitely to block his thoughts.Nothing could stop it.He HAD to save anyone alive.He had to rebuild his colony,his country.......... "HIS WORLD". It rained then to mark the change of season.... the change of his attitude.
Oh no!Why did he feel hot? Was it acid?
Were the nano particles evolving??
Were they using the predator prey stratergy and was he their LAST prey???
He felt the liquid.It didn't react with his hand.It probably attacked only the brain.He tried to wipe it off but it blinded his eyes.He pressed,squeezed and punched his eyes.
Nothing happened.
*blink* blink*
closed his eyes again.
*blink* blink*
He had to open it.He had to raise the world.
RESURRECTION beckoned.
With a faint hope of vision he forced open his eyes.He saw his sister playing in the garden.
Whats happened?
His music system was as cold as the moon or he assumed.
Was it a dream?!?!
He was still a warm blooded animal.
It was a dream after all.
He thanked, for once.
"Is it a dream?".... He tried to pinch himself awake.His hands were too stiff to move.The heat was melting him.He felt like a metal.NO WAIT... he felt like baked brick.The heat was unbearable.He stared at the mud roof of his undergroud hideout awaiting his end."Was it coming? Am I dying?" he thought.He could still remember himself.He still felt his warm blood, only it was too hot to call warm.He had to get off that place. He didn't wanna lose himself already.He wanted to see if daylight still existed.He wished.....
He moved. He finally walked towards the steps, climbed up and opened the door to the living room.All he saw was darkness.He checked his heat- resistant watch. It read 3 PM and it was running.Phew! His one creation still worked. Feeling his way like a blind man he counted five and placed his hand in front to feel the music system."OUCH!" he touched something hotter than the sun or he assumed.Totally confused, he switched on his watch torch.What he saw left him in bewilderment.Was it his house?Was it his beautiful living room? Was it all that was left of his life earned assets?Was this what he had to live with the rest of his life?He couldn't stop the perennial flow of questions.He was overwhelmed.Controlling himself he walked out of what was once the main door.He could see streaks of light here and there.Ahh!! atleast there was light. But where was the sun?Prepared for the worst he looked up.There were black particles floating across the once serene blue sky.He felt he was walking under layers of a congregation of nano particles that had learnt to interact and live together and was ALMOST mankind.He had to find the sun.He had to see something familiar.He felt like an alien and only the sun could prove that it was HIS earth.Nevertheless, he walked forward with only partial day light to guide his steps.
He remembered the world was split in to two.There was a nuclear war and he could still hear the loud and last explosion.There was a bright light before he went blank.Heat had engulfed the memories of the last few moments he spent on that world.He thought hard which only exerted him more. He needed food and he had to find some soon.One look to the side and he wished he had never shifted his glance.He saw corpses or thats what he thought they were.Dead forms at their worst.Stone,dust,tin cans were the only recognizable black,burnt remains.He searched for life but in vain.The harsh reality made him forget to cry."God loves everyone.I can't be the ONLY special person.I can't be the only living creature on earth.....Probably He hates me.To be the sole representative of humanity is too much to contemplate.", he mused. He continued to walk.He was destined to live and he would live hard till he died.He wouldn't ATLEAST die a painful death like the others.
"EEOOWW!"
"How selfish can I be.Why am I so happy about not suffering like others? When was the last time I regarded them as brothers?How I wish....", he pondered.He was getting nostalgic.He tried infinitely to block his thoughts.Nothing could stop it.He HAD to save anyone alive.He had to rebuild his colony,his country.......... "HIS WORLD". It rained then to mark the change of season.... the change of his attitude.
Oh no!Why did he feel hot? Was it acid?
Were the nano particles evolving??
Were they using the predator prey stratergy and was he their LAST prey???
He felt the liquid.It didn't react with his hand.It probably attacked only the brain.He tried to wipe it off but it blinded his eyes.He pressed,squeezed and punched his eyes.
Nothing happened.
*blink* blink*
closed his eyes again.
*blink* blink*
He had to open it.He had to raise the world.
RESURRECTION beckoned.
With a faint hope of vision he forced open his eyes.He saw his sister playing in the garden.
Whats happened?
His music system was as cold as the moon or he assumed.
Was it a dream?!?!
He was still a warm blooded animal.
It was a dream after all.
He thanked, for once.
posted by Poornaa Venkatesan at 9:52 PM
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hmmm i liked it ........ too much vision uve got ...:P
Is it a dream?... He tried to pinch himself awake. He couldn't make sense of the text right in front of him. The language was unbearable. He tried harder, but it was no use. He was gonna lose himself...
Suddenly there was a bright light... he realised he was only imagining himself trying to understand his DAA text book. It WAS a dream after all...
He thanked, for once.
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