After a busy month, a young man decided to take a vacation. Everyone said that he deserves one. He felt proud to be the one who’s trending…Along the coast of foreign water, he kept humming at ‘backstreet boys’ in a Mercedes.
After a few songs,
His eye caught the man in a gray suit holding ‘Need a ride’ in one hand and wouldn’t have stopped only if the other hand is empty.
In the moment of the first gear,
“You’re one-hundredth ride, man,” said the voice in the gray suit.
“Good to know…”
He said his name and was in a queue to listen to the other…
“Turn the book in your hand…”
He did and found the face of driver in author’s column.
“Unbelievable… You…It’s an honor, sir”
“Pleasure… How’d you like it..?”
“No, I just started to read.”
His compliments now seem to be a mere sarcastic…
“So, did you find him…?”
“Excuse me..” said the driver.
“I mean your book, ‘looking for god’. Did you find him in the end..?”
“No one can find him. It is…” he turned, “said that a person must make his own endeavor to make it happen…”
“Well…I must say that as an honest answer. I just have one question..?”
“How the hell did you write a pure fiction of 1000 pages, sir..?”
“Well… It was a product of 52 weeks and a publicity of high interests.”
“Along a catchy title, I think”
They rode along the national highway as per a clear plan of one than the other.
Thank you for reading…
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