As I stepped out of the bar,My throat was still sore with all that vodka I had, Stumbling somehow I climbed down the stairs cursing the bar owner,Cursing my self and everything that came to my troubled mind.
I rubbed my eyes adjusting them to the bright Street lights,As I started walking on the empty street my mind turned inimical with the old memories.
All that discipline,Uniform, Medals and I never thought one day I would come to this,I never expected life to be fair with a war veteran but never thought it would turn up like that.And who would like to live with a crippleI said to myself ,as if comforting myself that it’s all my fault.Why she had left me ,after all it’s all wealth and riches that a women desire.Had there been a Juliet today she would have gone for the guy with a long car and an expensive suit and with that I burst into laughter at my own joke,As my laughter echoed on the empty street it filled my heart with anger and self pity,I clinched my fist in ire and kept walking.
As I reached the old wooden bridge connecting the city to my town,A breeze hit me and I stopped at the center of the bridge and turned round to see the water gushing underneath my feet,The dark water of the river felt as if it was calling to me,Reminding me of the days I used to spend hours and hours by its side.
I stepped over the fence and like a reed i was waving between the north and the south winds.For the one last leap I took embracing the cold waters.
The river currents drifted my floating body to the bank of the river,Where everyone stood staring at me lying lifeless .And a young lad in the crowd said,”I know him,He is an alcoholic.He might have tripped in the river and died, Hearing that I smiled for one last time before my soul left my body.