I think I know what the ticking in my head is counting down to… The counter when it touches zero would see the end of my life in Kuwait. With it would die some recent dreams… vanishing like the mirages they were.
Life would rewind to when I was never human… An emotionally empty droid… A machine that has no priority other than working a job. Gearing up for a new life… Plastic smile in place, heart discarded in the nearest ditch, memories locked away and the key destroyed.
© Surya Murali