A small shop was near the giant banyan tree. But it only kept on getting smaller. It was as if it was shrinking, It looked that way to Arjun. It made it small, the shop and everything else. The drink that he had tasted again makes the world small. Arjun was having the time of his life. He was finally on the high pedestal that he thought he had deserved and that the world had denied him for being so-called “lazy”, “irresponsible,” and “abusive” to his family. Who needed that noise? He was finally happy. He was the “ruler of the world” now. He needed to worry about no one.
Certainly not because no one cared to ask anything of this great “ruler” who was lying in a pile of garbage. The empty injection and wine bottle were right next to him. It was only a matter of time for him to lose his heavenly kingdom and be transported into the pits of hell, which is called ‘Reality.’ And then, his journey would be to find the portal to his beautiful kingdom once again. The key of which lies on the sharp end of that injection.
However, instead of being transported back this time, he instead was met with a blinding light that seemed to consume him, only to lead him to darkness. He was confused as to what was happening. So was the other drunkard, who stepped out of his car to see who he had hit. It was Arjun, who had gotten in his way, staring at his car’s headlights rather than moving away. What a mess. Moreover, Arjun’s wife and son back home decide to go to sleep. It wasn’t the first time Arjun didn’t come home, and it wouldn’t be the last, or so they thought.
