‘Wake up, son. Don’t you have your college
today? You have been sleeping like a log.”
‘Oh mom,’ mused Rohan as he lay on the bed,
‘as if I care for the stupid college attendance. I would rather go to the club
today.’ He tried to stir but sleep seemed too tempting.
‘Any chance,’ his mom whispered.
‘Not much’, a man spoke in his stony voice.
A desperate tear tried to find its way out
as Rohan listened through his state of coma. ‘It was fatal. He was riding the
bike too fast,’ the doctor finished.
Buddy you are too gud!!!!!
ReplyDeleteWell, it's still a long way to go before being 'too good' :)
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