An Old Man Lying on road with blood all over. He is in his Fifties wearing a shirt and a trouser with a skinny body.
"Am I Dying!"
"Why Does it feels So Cold?"
"But...Isn't Dying Painful? I am Feeling Nothing."
In a Muffled Background Voice....
"Call An Ambul...ce"
"His Breathing .... i Ve..y slow."
"Wake Up!....ter Ke.. You..elf with us..."
Old man thoughts during his consciousness flings back and forth flashing memories of his life the good ones, the worst ones and regrets.
"Is This It? Am I going to die?"
"But...I Can't! There is so Much left to be done...."
"Just Wanted to Redo All Things..Want to see them all again...I Might do it right the second time."
Background Noise Ambulance sirens and again a muffled voice
"We need to ta... him to hos...tal."
"His Pul.se is too lo..."
".... Clear the way."
The Old Mans Consciousness slowly fades into darkness. Fully aware of the pitch darkness he can't see his own body but can only hear his voice.
"What is this Place?"
"Why I am Feeling Sleepy?"
Suddenly The Old Man Wakes up in a bed under a noisy roof fan. He Opens his eyes slowly feels lazy to get up but no pain. He hasn't felt the same in years.
"Was it a nightmare or did I really got into an accident?"
"What is this place? " While staring all Around.
He strangely feels nostalgic about the things in the room. The color of the walls, the Shelf filled with books, the light Coming from the window and the bed he was sleeping feels like he already seen it before.
"Why does it looks so familiar?" Slowly getting up from bed.
Baffled by looking at his feet. "Why it is so small? My Hands are also small? Is it still a Nightmare?"
"Wake Up! Vineeth! Wake up! Vineeth!" The Old Man's name is Vineeth Shivadas.
"Is this again a dream? My body is small. Everything feels nostalgic no pain when I woke up." In a utter state of confusion. He starts to find a mirror in the room and strangely he knew where to look.
"Holy Sh..., I am young again! What is my current age?"
In a Background noise there is a tape record playing 'Suprabhatap' (A type of India Chanting). Suddenly with a loud voice a woman came barging in the room.
"Tittu! Are you Not Ready Yet?"
"Go Get a Bath Now!" With an angry Voice.
Vineeth seeing that woman was very happy because it was none other than his beloved mother but also dumb-folded to see her again. But he Being a person of very less expression did not show much of a happiness because in the back of his mind he is still confused about the situation.
Mother yells again.
" You are going to Miss the School Bus if you don't get ready. Look Your brother is all ready."
"Your Teacher was complaining about your studies the other day. you Need to concentrate."
With a curiosity to know where Vineeth's father was. He asked
"Amma! Where is Achhan? " Amma Stands for Mother and Achhan Stand for Father in the an Indian Language called 'Malayalam'.
To Which the Mother responds
"Why are you behaving like you don't know? You don't know that he leaves for his shop early in the morning? Now Don't fool around and get ready for the school."
"Amma! What is the date today?"
"It's 24."
"I meant to ask the full date month and year." Trying to analyze his age and situation.
"Why are you fooling around? It's 24-August-2000."
After Hearing this he Realized he is at the age of 10 and in Fourth Grade and he is going to school in the morning shift. He Goes to Get ready in a state of confusion and in a Awe while wonder that it is an elaborate dream.
"For Now. Let's Get ready for the School. If I am in Fourth Grade then I am In Nathar English Medium School." With an Intriguing look in his eyes.