It was very dark around; I could not make out the time. I could see no one around me. I was walking alone. There was a lot going on through my mind but I could not make out what. A part inside me wanted to burst out. I could feel my skin expanding and exploding to form a bare individual. This was not the case yesterday.
Who was this stranger that I felt inside me. All I could feel was rage coming inside me. This had never happened before.
It was just a few hours ago, broad day light we were at the intersection we had just walked a few blocks to get some fresh air. Just as we were about to cross the road, a stranger approached towards me. A few seconds later all I could make out was the sound of tyre screeching. My friend on the ground with blood around. That’s all I could remember...
And I could do nothing about it. The driver had escaped being a teenager driving with unknown speeds. I was now a stranger to myself. I was just a stranger in the night without my friend.
Who was this stranger that I felt inside me. All I could feel was rage coming inside me. This had never happened before.
It was just a few hours ago, broad day light we were at the intersection we had just walked a few blocks to get some fresh air. Just as we were about to cross the road, a stranger approached towards me. A few seconds later all I could make out was the sound of tyre screeching. My friend on the ground with blood around. That’s all I could remember...
And I could do nothing about it. The driver had escaped being a teenager driving with unknown speeds. I was now a stranger to myself. I was just a stranger in the night without my friend.
This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 31; the thirty-first edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton. The theme for the month is 'Strangers in the Night'
17 Comments !!!:
A menace very well worded. Curt and crisp. Supe.
lovely read :)
all the best for BAT !!
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Sad. Being a stranger to yourself on losing a friend. New concept! :)
yes, a new concept; could have been written better :-) Keep writing.
A stranger lurks within all of us, who seizes us when our loved ones depart? I like the concept very much. All the best!
Great concept, I mean brilliant but yes a bit short...
This is brilliant story but sad one.. Congrats on Veteranship, I shall update you on Blog-a-Ton. Kindly, drop an email to claim your badge.. Keep writing! Good Luck!
Someone is Special
a hit and run...they dont know what mess they leave behind...short and to the point
ATB for BAT :)
i could not participate...but u can see my post here
Karan - Strangers in the Night
A lovely take indeed! :)
I'd have liked a rather elaborate tale...but being short & crisp is also good..
That was an interesting take on the topic. Best of luck for the Blog-a-ton.
Interesting and sad and unfortunate, but am able to relate more to it because the same thing happened recently to a friend's co-worker. Best wishes for BAT!
Crisp and interesting ..yes of course sad...
ATB for BAT
A new concept of stranger and a good one. Could have elaborated it more. But still a nice post :-)
Being strangers with respect to our own self is often undesirable but almost inevitable with respect to a few things...we live and learn.
Nice attempt. Couldn't quite understand the concept of becoming a stranger to yourself because of someone else's fault though.
Anyway, ATB for BAT 31
Here's my entry
http://scriptedinsanity.blogspot.in/2012/09/blame-it-on-dark.html
Cheers
CRD
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