Fiction Unexpectedly the clouds burst. Maybe, it was not so unexpected; I had ignored the gathering clouds. I have a way of deluding myself that life will treat me well since I am a person with no malice in my heart. I am kind of a Narcissist, if you like. The clouds burst anyway. I had no choice but run into the nearest building which looked dilapidated. Not in ruins really. It looked like someone had pulled it down intentionally before its time had run out. Not a terrorist attack; not so random. It looked like a planned attack. Destruction part by part. Slow ruin. Painful ruin. These thoughts were running in my mind when I noticed someone sitting at one of the many doorstops that led to endless emptiness in that ruined building. He looked like a lunatic. He had a stubble, unkempt hair which was dripping with rain water, and a burnt-out beedi stub between his fingers. He sucked at the beedi stub occasionally though it was drenched with water. He gri
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