Sunday, February 10, 2008
I'm falling.
I toppled over a roof top. I lost my balance. I'm on my way down. In suspension. Pulled down ruthlessly by gravity. About to hit the ground. I can see it, closing in on me with every passing second. The wind is screaming in my head. Still, somehow, I hope I'll be held. Somehow. If I were an onlooker to my fall I'd call this hope utter stupidity. It's only hope that has kept me alive through this fall. I'm moving down, I'm about to hit the ground.
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...and suddenly I feel some kind of pull from behind. It stopped my downfall completely. I am hanging between earth and sky, in fact slowly I am going upwards to the point my downfall started...
Ohh!! I realized that I was bungee jumping... :)
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I am really sorry if it completely ruins the intensity of the post...
Hopefully that brings smile on your face :) If it doesn't sorry again :)
:) it did bring a smile on my face.
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