The War

Blog Marathon Post 14

White soldiers and black soldiers glared at each other. They were both staying at the nearby towers. The only thing that separated them were two glass panes. The glare was so intense that it could have broken the glass panes itself. The white soldiers stuck their tongue out, black soldiers mocked back at them with a hand gesture. White soldiers shouted "We will see you at the battlefield", black soldiers shouted back "So be it". Strategies were decided, plans were plotted and weapons were sharpened. They waited impatiently in their towers; there was smell of blood in the air. Seconds turned to minutes and minutes to hours. At last, the moment they were all waiting for arrived. They held their breath.

But sadly, that day the diner decided to put only salt in his salad and no pepper. Alas, there was no war as expected. They waited for the next diner so that they can meet at the battlefield.

Authors Note: This post is dedicated to my dear friend PB, who is very sad today. Please send your wishes his way so that he will feel better. PB, I hope atleast you smiled reading this :)