The Wall Mag - Online edition

Kelvin knew it from the beginning and he followed his principles; which will not be a conscious effort from him but rather a habit, a character attribute. He is known in the neighbourhood as the 'infinite cool' guy with his gentle and charming nature. The girls of the locality loved the cool guy but our 'infinite cool' guy was also an 'absolute zero'. He never really intercepted or responded to any of the signals. If Kelvin is our meekly guy, who we may think as a hero in this little story, then we also have a villain. His name is Pascal and he has a ugly gang called Cabinet. Everyone knew him as Big P. He is fat and does not have any manners; scratching and spitting in public being his favourite pastimes. When he anchors his heavy legs and starts cursing a local kid while his Cabinet isolates the kid in the middle of a public place, then that kid will become a wimpy person for life. Unfortunate. Gabbar would be put to shame by Big P. There is one and only way ...

A sudden push and all I can see now is the blue sky and the fluffy clouds while my feet are no longer on terra firma. There are gentle progressive tapping on my back now, not like pokes but soft pushes that seem to be sending me up. Yes, I am airborne! The clouds seem to get closer gradually but as I let myself to float and enjoy the heavenly sights suddenly  the soft forces disappear and I go into a free fall. Wait, there are some strings dropped from the clouds which wound around me and pull me up. All these movements seamlessly transferring me from different moods of the joy of floating, the sadness of solitariness and the excitement of free fall. After I go even higher than the clouds, all forces, gentle and violent, disappear. I am falling, I will soon hit terra firma but just inches off the ground, the invisible and delightful forces reappear for the last time, catch me and put me on my seat! I happened to go for a concert (playing music of Rossini, ...