A Short Story

By Kuldeep Rai

Not a very long time ago, I was born.

The Place was a place...

I was a child one day i guess..

Then one day I was a boy .

I lived like they said.

Then i was a man.

Still I lived as they said.

As I lived, the earth was crying , the ice was melting, the air was dying, the forest was frowings but I

was living .

As had my father, his father , my mother , her mother and many before like mine like each of

yours.

A story, as long, as short.

My planet is perishing while I am living, of her into her, in her, living and

killing her.

Its just a short story You know..

Who needs the long truths , when short lies are sweet,

stories of us living a life and killing life itself.

By Kuldeep Rai