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Vrushabha Chavadannavar



Vrushabha Chavadannavar


The Beginning Of The End

The Beginning Of The End

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My alarm went off like a cacophony. Shutting it up & rubbing my eyes, I thanked God for giving me another new day, a new opportunity. But when I opened my eyes, I realized that God had indeed given me another opportunity today but a little adventurous too.

I looked at my hands and they were burnt and there was darkness all around me. I looked around and my entire room was burnt. I went out of my room and saw that my entire house was burnt down as well. I noticed through the window that same was the condition with my neighbor’s houses too. Perplexed, I went out of my home to find out more. Priyanka stood there and she ran towards me the moment she saw me and hugged me tightly. I asked her what was happening and she replied that the world was burnt down – nobody knew how or why. It was just another act of mother nature.

“What!” I exclaimed.

“Whatever is left right now is the ashes, the remainder. That’s why there’s no sunrise. Our atmosphere is filled with the dust of the ashes and the smoke which burnt down this planet. Sunrise is totally impossible.”

I looked around and everybody was burnt. I was wondering why if everything on this planet was burnt down, how come we are not. No, but we are, there are burn marks on our body but how are we alive?

Nevertheless, I told everyone that we have to do something about it. They all said we can’t do anything. Ignoring their words, I started walking ahead without any idea about the destination. With no other option left, everyone simply started following me and Priyanka always stayed beside me. As we went ahead, the place became darker and darker and visibility almost reduced to zero.

Suddenly, a voice came out of nowhere – “Hahahahaha. Finally, it feels good to see you all stranded and resourceless on this planet. This is what happens when you don’t judiciously use whatever was bestowed upon you by the creator. Die Die!”

Clueless as we were, the celestial announcement perplexed us even more. Keeping it in the back of our mind, we went ahead.

Days passed by and we spent our time completely in darkness. A few of them started feeling sick because of no food and water. Rohan, who was a part of the group decided to kill an old lady to feed on her flesh. He took a wooden stick and pierced it through her abdomen. He told – “I had to do this if we were to be alive.” Feeling disgusted, Priyanka and I left the place. She started sobbing recalling the image of the gruesome murder of the old lady. I hugged her and told her that everything will be alright.

A few more days passed by. We were now completely dehydrated because of no water anywhere on Earth. Priyanka suddenly fell unconscious and expressed that she was feeling sick. She lay on the ground and I held her hand tight and started provoking her to wake up. Rohan decided that she will be his next prey. By now, he had converted his wooden stick into an ax-shaped weapon. I told him – “No! You can’t do this.” Turning his deaf ears toward me, he told, “Move Away!” and he hit hard on Priyanka’s wrist breaking it away and separating me from her.

It was that moment that I now actually opened my eyes and saw Priyanka beside me fast asleep and the sun had risen a long time back. The summer’s heat had dehydrated us through the night. I hugged Priyanka and thanked the Almighty a million times.

“What happened?” she asked in a dozed off mode.

“Nothing! I just love you.”

Later in the day, I grabbed the newspaper and read an article on rising temperatures in the city and its causes in this planet.

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