Neil was watching his favorite show on the television; The truth will be out to all today. Everyone on this planet deserves to know it, enough of this brainwashing…
He was getting engrossed when suddenly the dish on the roof came crashing down on his antique faint black colored table which he had just bought a week back of which now only the broken legs were left and some pieces of the board here and there. Neil straight away ran to the huge windowpane at the corner of the room and saw up. He picked up his blackberry, dialed a number. The phone kept ringing at the other end, he tried several times but got no answer. He typed in three letters and pressed the dial button again, this time he was able to convey the message. After that he moved towards his bedroom, rummaged his cupboard, found the stuff he was looking for and packed it into his bag. He changed his clothes and picked up the keys from the glass bowl near the door. With a dazzle in his eyes and some sort of weird comfort in his mind he stepped outside his retreat house, stared it for a moment and straight away started gazing up at the sky. Thoughts started to capture his mind.
Has the time come? Is it finally happening? The stars are falling…
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