All his life, he had never been dependent on others. He was a self made man, worked his way from the bottom and finished at the bottom.
It was not that he did not want to be dependent on others; just that he never had that liberty. He had no relatives, no friends; a few acquiantances from the regular naggings of neighbours and abuses of colleagues.
He himself did not care to make friends, considering that he has just enough time to survive himself.
Today was going to be no different. Why was a small thing like death going to change his practice of a lifetime.
He finished digging the grave himself, entered it, and rested in peace.
It was not that he did not want to be dependent on others; just that he never had that liberty. He had no relatives, no friends; a few acquiantances from the regular naggings of neighbours and abuses of colleagues.
He himself did not care to make friends, considering that he has just enough time to survive himself.
Today was going to be no different. Why was a small thing like death going to change his practice of a lifetime.
He finished digging the grave himself, entered it, and rested in peace.
the ending was surprising! It reminded me of a story by Guy De Maupassant! nice :)
ReplyDeleteYou are becoming more and more saddistic by the day! Interesting nevertheless!!!
ReplyDeleteThe last line reminds me of the song from Haider.
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