It is often said that just before you die, your whole life flashes past you in a second. And I always thought that this statement made no sense as its truth could never be verified. Until recently.
As I lay bleeding and mangled on the expressway, hovering somewhere between the thin line separating life and oblivion, for a second I caught a glimpse of you.
I don't know what this means. Was it the sum total of what my life had been till then? Or maybe, just maybe, what it could have been?