Srijita Sarkar

You know kid_it__ not that every adult stops dreaming because they want to_it__ because_once we grow up, we realize that the world__ like the big bad wolf from the Little Red Riding Hood_it stinks big time and is ever-ready to gobble up any stragglers. It__ this race we sign up for from the moment we are born_if we lose, we get thrown out pretty bad.

The night sky alternated between black and bursts of colour. My stomach wanted food. My limbs wanted rest. My brain wanted sleep. My mind wanted oblivion.