"As soon as the little crowd around the guy finished cheering, a local police officer slowly walked down to him, smiling a little and without a word handcuffed him. The little crowd didn’t notice this and walked away dissolving into the night.
There was a case file against the guy later, and was put behind bars that whole night. The police having watched his feat of jumping from a height of 5 storey complex felt it was suicidal and shouldn’t encourage such extreme madness. The guy was not carrying the permit to try it. The whole crowd cheered at his feat that night.
“Are you aware of what you were trying to show the world last night?” the Judge questioned him.
“Myself”. Answered the guy, in silence.
After the judgement and 6 months of prison life, the guy was left free.
The police, the same evening, was running in the streets to the city’s highest building complex; where to his surprise, saw the same guy standing high above on the tower though a projection in the street below. The police was anger stuck and asked for feat to be ceased at once. But in no time, the crowd grew up, noises filled the street like hell and the police got no other way.
Jaw dropping, seconds later the police joined the crowd, to view a six hundred and seventy two meter base jump. It was such a good view. The crowd cheered and cheered. None there, except the police knew the guy’s name and so all of them just kept on calling him with the name HERO. Not wasting a minute more, the police got back to senses and ran for the guy. By the time, he was there at the foot of the building; the guy became a Guinness world record holder.
In the middle of his happiness and camera flashes, the guy recognized the police and walked down to him.
“Should I arrest you again?” the police asked him, having a proud smile back in his mind.
To this, the guy moved a little closer, and into the police’s ear, he whispered.
“Ya , you can…you can arrest me, but you can’t arrest my team”
Silent and verifying around, the police asked “Where is your team?”
The guy drew back himself and pointing to his head, he replied “they are here; my determination and vision are my team”. With this he left with the Local press in a Limo.
The police remained standing as the crowd behind him emptying the street and looked up adjusting his shirt cuffs and felt a little paper tucked in.
He plucked it and it read the words of the guy.
“Every time you made me to remain among the four walls I have learnt to be stronger and have dreamt falling from the highest place even when I know was in a 6 by 6 room. You tried to protect me. I just tried to protect my dream…”
The police fold back the paper and looked up the oracle of the building. It shined for it just gave birth to a star.
It was midnight by the time everything was like before.
'Your dream is what you live. Should be.'
-Aroon Che
There was a case file against the guy later, and was put behind bars that whole night. The police having watched his feat of jumping from a height of 5 storey complex felt it was suicidal and shouldn’t encourage such extreme madness. The guy was not carrying the permit to try it. The whole crowd cheered at his feat that night.
“Are you aware of what you were trying to show the world last night?” the Judge questioned him.
“Myself”. Answered the guy, in silence.
After the judgement and 6 months of prison life, the guy was left free.
The police, the same evening, was running in the streets to the city’s highest building complex; where to his surprise, saw the same guy standing high above on the tower though a projection in the street below. The police was anger stuck and asked for feat to be ceased at once. But in no time, the crowd grew up, noises filled the street like hell and the police got no other way.
Jaw dropping, seconds later the police joined the crowd, to view a six hundred and seventy two meter base jump. It was such a good view. The crowd cheered and cheered. None there, except the police knew the guy’s name and so all of them just kept on calling him with the name HERO. Not wasting a minute more, the police got back to senses and ran for the guy. By the time, he was there at the foot of the building; the guy became a Guinness world record holder.
In the middle of his happiness and camera flashes, the guy recognized the police and walked down to him.
“Should I arrest you again?” the police asked him, having a proud smile back in his mind.
To this, the guy moved a little closer, and into the police’s ear, he whispered.
“Ya , you can…you can arrest me, but you can’t arrest my team”
Silent and verifying around, the police asked “Where is your team?”
The guy drew back himself and pointing to his head, he replied “they are here; my determination and vision are my team”. With this he left with the Local press in a Limo.
The police remained standing as the crowd behind him emptying the street and looked up adjusting his shirt cuffs and felt a little paper tucked in.
He plucked it and it read the words of the guy.
“Every time you made me to remain among the four walls I have learnt to be stronger and have dreamt falling from the highest place even when I know was in a 6 by 6 room. You tried to protect me. I just tried to protect my dream…”
The police fold back the paper and looked up the oracle of the building. It shined for it just gave birth to a star.
It was midnight by the time everything was like before.
'Your dream is what you live. Should be.'
-Aroon Che
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