Trapped.... (Part:1)

 People don't usually come to this bridge during this time of the day....except, ofcourse, the ones like me. For me, this loneliness had always been an escapade from the loneliness, that life had trapped me in. And today, it would be the last time...

I looked down in to the river flowing beneath me, sparkling in the afternoon sun. Not having to worry about a single thing and without any fear of being ensnared by the worldly ties, as if, she was silently mocking me for this miserable life of mine......like it even mattered. I smirked.

She didn't know that my whole life has been a mockery.....a lie......and this mockery of hers hardly made a difference.

I have been nothing more than a joke....for the world.....for the ones I held close....for myself.......and for him.......

I sighed, at the thought of him. My life was about to end in the next few minutes. Very soon, I would be trapped again, for the last time, beneath those carefree waters. 

My lungs would scream for air..........my reflexes would fight to save me........my brain would look out for last moment strategies to survive.......and then, it would be over. 

Just a matter of seconds...and yet, I shuddered at the very thought of it. I imagined my lifeless body floating up in amongst those sparkling water....and suddenly, it gave me an immense sense of pleasure. An incoherent happiness sweeped over me. I had always hated this body.....and finally, it would end. Every little struggle during my last moments would be worth it....

I looked up at my watch. I still had a good twenty minutes. 

I knew he would not come. And yet, I waited, hoping against all hopes, knowing very well, that hope had no place in the life of someone like me............

(.....to be continued)