Life or something like it

I wrote this during the August of 2003...thought I would share it here..

" HE was walking down the empty ROAD. Never thought about it being so calm and eerie. It was on the morning that same day that HE experienced an irratating traffic jam on his way to his DESTINATION. But he wanted it now, desperate for some traffic because he had to get home and fast. But there isn't a single soul in sight, what happened to the stray dogs, isnt every road in his country supposed to have one or two of them?

Oh! why did he ever take the decision to stay back. Why was he so confident that he would get back home somehow at such an hour of the night and from such a place he is in. Bad one, a really bad decision. He had no choice though. Was forced into this. Could he really oppose the PERSON who forced him into doing this. NO WAY. Could cost him dearly. So here he is, walking back home long way away with a mission not accomplised.

It was then it flew by, lightening fast, amazing velocity. It startled,shocked and jolted him like what a sudden sound of a siren does to a thief at work. He was knocked down the road by its forceful movement. Unhurt though. Coming back to his senses he wondered what that THING was, Could it have been a plane,those small ones u watch in the movies, or is it.. come now, he cant think that way. Ghosts, spirits? Stupidity. What was it then? HE was left wondering on the still empty road."


The "ROAD" : BannerGhatta Road, B'lore.
The "DESTINATION" : Honeywell Technologies Solutions Lab,B'lore
The "THING" : A Car!! at 130 - 140 kmph ,HE has never seen anything like that before.
The "hour of the night" : 3:00 night/early morning which ever way the reader wants to take it.
The "PERSON" : His Mentor, a real stud.
And finally the "HE" : Me of course, the one and only stupid intern