there's no END

and then he poured himself a shot of Vodka.. on the rocks.. and leaned back on his chair comforting himself. It was his favourite.. Vodka on the rocks with a drop of lemon. Slowly he took a sip and could feel the heat running down his oesophagus, something he always enjoyed.. Then he closed his eyes and turned his head up trying to relax himself. But now nothing was left. All he could see was distorted images of what he did not want to see. He was in the middle of the road with the traffic moving past him. He was crossing the road blindly with no knowledge of what he was doing, in complete loss of conscience .. he walked across the road aimlessly.. and then he turned to see a huge trailer nearing him... the horn just blared out like a tuning fork placed near his ears.. he then opened his eyes with a jerk only to spill the rest of his vodka over himself..

everything was now over for him and life seemed just a big hallow.. he had lost his job.. and his long time sweet heart too. Our doomed hero was now thrown into hallucinations of all kind.. every now and then.. closing his eyes..he could find no sleep. And then he decide for an end... loaded his pistol .. a single silver bullet and put it on his forehead.. and then he pulled the trigger... he just dropped down..

well his drinking saved his life.. he just fell down before he could shoot himself..

things were different when he woke up the next morning.. everything he saw appeared different to him.. now there was nothing to lose.. all tht he had was pretty much lost.. he decided to move on with life and so does everyone.. just move on..
ends and beginnings are always together.. u end something only to begin something new..