He is unable to decide which world is darker – the one he has left behind, or the one he is travelling through the sky now, with an unknown chaperone. Back home, he had heard of a character called Yamaraj, and this guy could probably be him. It does not matter really, as he longs for a glimpse of the Sun or Moon. Probably, they are moving in empty space between planets.
He wakes up with the sound of the doorbell, but ……. could that be Yamaraj? He is unable to decide, if he is latching on to Life or Death.
P.S. Yamaraj is the Messenger of Death in Hindu mythology
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Ah, but does he even have a choice? Perhaps it is the illusion of choice.
A very interesting Six Sentence. I like it!
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You are so right on that 😊 Thanks!
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to paraphrase Nietzsche, ‘when you stare the messenger of death (or life), he stares back at you’
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It could apply to so much more. Thanks for sharing!
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Fascinating. In such stories, usually fate determines that no matter what the person choses, it is not what s/he would have considered the “right” choice.
Well told!
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Thank you so much!
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Mythology fascinates me. I’ve read more Greek than any. The traverse between the two worlds always draws me in. Good six.
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Thanks!
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This is an interesting SSS. I am unfamiliar with Hindu mythology. Being in a state midst life and death might seem quite confusing especially if one is very sick and heavily medicated.
Well done.
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Or heavily inebriated 🙂
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