Oilpainting Blur

Hey, Guys

I know i’m still working to complete the second draft, but I thought I might share this and get your feedback. By the way, this is my first post at “nekneeraj”.

Thank you for all the support. Cheers!

NEKNEERAJ

Gautam opened his eyes with his hands on his stiffened, clogged chest. He knew his lungs had enough tar, but there was something else too that gripped his molecules. It was loneliness. Although he hated waking up like this, it had been the only feeling that never left.

His eyes hurt as they do after a long day out in heat and dust. But now the pain was simulated by a nightmare. He weakly shifted in bed and lay on his stomach, feeling the weight in his skull slowly shifting toward gravity. His face pressed on the mattress.

In the dream, it was his parent’s house. He felt in the vibes that Subha was around. That was what made him catapulted from his room in the long corridor he never knew existed. There were many rooms at both sides.

The walls felt supple; the floor felt supple; and everything around…

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  1. Hey Neeraj, couldn’t click on the “View original” button, nothing there… and I wanted to read what happens to Gautam…. repost…. 🙂

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