THE FALL
By Neel Anil Panicker
The climb up the steps, all fourteen floors of it, was a drain.
After a while, his lungs still gasping for breath, his head a wobbly ball, he opened his eyes and gazed down.
There is a certain serenity in heights, he concurred.
The city lights were a distant blur that skirted in and out of byzantine thoroughfares.
The flotsam and getsam of life.
He had had enough of it.
It was time to bid adieu.
The phone rang. He knew who it was. The thought broke his reverie.
Also brought him back from the edge.
Tomorrow’s another day.
(C)NEELANILPANICKER2018 #FICTION #SHORTSTORY #99WORDS
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Phew!
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Saved by the bell.
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Yes, just saved. Thanks Anurag for reading and appreciating.
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Thank heavens for that phone call. You have shown beautifully Neel how just a small connection with someone else can bring you back from the edge.
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Yes, at times all it takes is one human interference. Thanks dear Irene for the appreciation.
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That’s a tough edge to reach, and it makes me think of the misery walking up was swept away by the call from one person. Well done!
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Sometimes it just takes one more day. Well done.
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