After having a zillion bad days, finally he was having a good one. It was as if, for him ,the tide had suddenly turned. Finally all the pieces of his life were coming together.
Just yesterday, he had received the reply to his message. The first real date of his life was going to be tonight.
And now the call from the publisher. His dream of seeing his name in print was finally coming true.
All those years of struggling to come to terms with himself and all that time he spent wondering whether he was doing the right thing or not was a now a part of the past. The past which he could now bury and move on.
He would not be a failure in world's eyes anymore.
He could not wait to tell is parents. He cut his morning walk short and started running towards his house.
Then, in a flash, it was all over. He never even saw the car speeding towards him.
His name did appear in print. It was in the form of his obituary.
However, he would have to wait for that date. For an eternity.