The bridge, nearly hundred years old, connected old town with the new. Bridge was constructed to facilitate movement of military vehicles and rail traffic. Today, bridge is open for all kind of traffic and pedestrians.
“I want to walk home,” he told his friends after a meeting with the dean of academic affairs and dean of student affairs, “a walk and cool breeze of river is going to clear my mind. I need it.” Like any student he was dressed in a tee shirt, denim jeans and a pair of sneakers. Sandip walked onto the middle of the bridge, and sat on the barrier between the walkway and the river. Pedestrians were used to students sitting on the barrier facing the river. Students would run as soon as they saw an approaching police man. Today also, no one stopped him as Sandip climbed up on the barrier.
Today, instead of sitting, Sandeep stood up, looked around and took the plunge. River was pretty deep in this part. Sandeep was right about this decision of his life. His other idea of writing examination for others did not work out. University had decided to press charge. Before everyone knew, Sandeep wanted to end the tag of being a jobless, university topper and a criminal.
Word Count : 203
This little piece of fiction was inspired by the weekly prompt challenge hosted by Sunday Photo Fiction April 7th , 2019, for Aspiring Writers. For other stories on the theme, look here.
Photo Credit: C E Ayr