Exclusive Passage of my upcoming Project! Plus a Little Thank You!!!!

My dear readers,

Thank you for constantly (more constant then the value of Plank's constant!) supporting me. It makes me feel good when I hear your views on my blogs and stories. Its been recently when people come to me and ask me my blog's website (which saves me from advertising) and feel related to in a sense to my blogs. Thank you for your support! Thank you again! I love you! Below here is my latest project's exclusive Passage. Hope you like it!

P.S: Do watch this space on 2nd of October! A little Surprise

Laksh Kishore

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‘Hurry up Gopi!’ His father said, ‘We are getting late! School tomorrow’ he continued as his little five year old son stood on his toes peeping inside the ice cream van’s fridge searching for his favourite flavour. The owner of the van rolled his eyes as he checked his watch. It was half hour past midnight. His kids would be waiting for him too.

The road was empty. The only street light flickered. The man and his son Gopi had come to a roadside ice cream vendor to buy ice cream for themselves.

‘Grandpa likes butterscotch’ little Gopi said coming back at his feet.

‘I don’t know whether he likes butterscotch or not, but I am sure that if you don’t hurry I will kick your butt’ His father said as he yawned. Middle class life is worse than all. Work like a donkey, earn a little, save a little and then die.

Gopi giggled as he told the vendor to give him three butterscotches. The vendor thanked handed the kid the ice creams and thanked the almighty as he took the money from Gopi’s father because it was the last buck he earned today.

‘Thank you’ Gopi’s father said holding his little finger’s ready to go to home.

Suddenly the sound of scratching tires startled Gopi and his father as well as the vendor. A car was coming straight towards the van in high speed. 

In a fraction of seconds the car ripped through the van running over the father and son while the vendor’s blood spread on the car’s body as his body, in a mashed condition rested on the wind screen.

The driver got out of car and cursed heavily in the air while talking to someone on phone. It was clear that he was drunk and was using his cell during driving which caused the accident.

‘Shit!’ he vomited, struggling to keep a balance and holding a phone in his right hand.

‘Nothing baby. Nothing happened. I am coming... Oh no that was just a... dog’ He said on his phone.

Gopi’s was no more. He was breathless; his eyes wide open with blood covering his face but his father was still alive. He was breathing heavily as he saw the driver with pitiful eyes.

The driver hung up and glanced at Gopi and his father. His father placed his hands on his chest as the car drove ran over it injuring him badly.

‘Sa..ve... M....e’ his father cried watching the driver intensely. The driver was in his mid 20’s and had a muscular yet small frame. He had a fair complexion.

‘No! No! No!’ the driver said to himself again cursing in air as he got into his broken car and reversed it causing the bruised body of vendor to fall down.

‘Plea..se..’ Gopi’s father cried again. The driver sped off in thin air and watching the car rushing through the empty road, Gopi’s father too become breathless and closed his eyes preparing himself for a journey to a new world.

 A world where real humanity existed. A world where happiness was the only money. A world where technology doesn’t controls people....