Little black something...

I remember once I was entering into the subway. I passed an old very shabby looking man. There was something about him that attracted my attention. Even though I had walked a yards distance , I came back looking for him...and in the meanwhile a lot many thoughts entered my mind...I remembered he had something in his hand...Something black....Small..but black...Solid black..WHAT??? Oh NO! As I realized the graveness and gravity of the situation I started to run...Running...looking for the man desperately...my mind all full of 'What ifs?'...I bumped into a couple of people...that slowed down my pace...some even yelled at me...But all of it was immaterial...there was something far more important right now..to find the man. There I was...in the mob..lost...panic trickling down my forehead in the form of sweat... The tension could be felt around me now...people around me were gathering around realising that something was wrong...there was a sense of suspense...suddenly I spotted the shabby guy.I yelled aloud "Hey you!" and started chasing him. He was too mortified to see me and a mob running towards him...but we all stopped..petrified mid way, slipping,skidding..'cause almost all of us had spotted the black thing in his hands..a pistol it was,or a revolver,or even a detonator...as the notion of a detonator appeared into my mind I was all the more scared but now I was even more determined to get it away from him. He was trying to hide it..rather trying to tuck it safely somewhere...but then suddenly someone came running from side,lunged at him and knocked the the black thing from his arms. All rushed to catch him up and hold him tight. He had fallen down,pinned to the ground, some angry frustrated people kicked him. Due to all this furore the local police rushed to the spot. The black stuff lied there nearby...i reached near it to see what it was actually...

On crumpled cover, in the distorted writing the word were written in gold inscription:

" THE HOLY BIBLE "

My First Step....

Finally...after so much of acquaitances with blogs...am here...with my own blog...

Ain't it just amazing we can say all we want to without caring who really cares...

Expressing ourselves without being noticed...

I like it...