A Storm is Coming

A Storm is coming.

And a storm doesn't just come by. It comes to take from you, but leaves behind much more.

Its been long, really long since the world has run.

Its high time that the world, all over again had begun.

While the storm awaits the right time to strike, the innocent prays for the destructed absolutely unaware that they are a mere prisoner of time.

The sparrows have returned home but the crow still wanders about in the dark thinking about its last few days. The dog sitting alert at the corner of the park, has grown loyal to the parents and act as a guard to their children playing at the park. The mother scoops up her naughty kid, trying to convince him that it's dusk and it's time to go home. She's unaware of the social activist sitting on the bench under the tree, looking on at the kids playing and their affectionate mothers. She has sacrificed her womb for the social cause, her fight against rape. She's a very stupid woman, because she believes that if all women refuse to give birth to children then the world will understand the importance of the weak gender - the female gender. She's even more stupid because she thinks she can convince her own kind, the women, to do the same as she has done and believe the same thing. She's very very stupid. But she has magic. She can feel the pain of the ones in pain, and she can feel the tender love and joy she sees in the eyes of the mothers in front of her. She senses the storm nearing. But does not wish to stop it even though she possesses the power to do so.

And the wind starts to blow. Cold, dusty wind. It alarms everyone that a drizzle is to follow and driven by loyalty, the mothers hurry back home with their children. The crow finally admits its defeat and decides to retreat as well. The dog stands proud.  He's waiting for what's coming. Patiently and bravely.

There's a storm coming...