.. (shrug)... ?Young enough that I didn't relate to the formal labels of "dejection", "rejection", "apathy", "depression", "confusion" or "fear"... I ...as simply aware that I was filled with a profound emptiness that had me swirling in the grip of confusion and non-direction so tightly, that it wasn't until decades later that I was even aware of the fact that it was a most beautiful day!Ambling, or should I say shambling, along the sparsely populated business backstreets near the center of town,. The thief starts to panic and he shouts 'Guys, I can't movemy arms! My arms are moving on their own.' The gloves appear to have alife of their own. They lift the thief's arms straight ahead and openup all the fingers, forming a cup like shape with both arms. Then allof the party members hear a deep voice coming from the gloves 'HOOTERS,MUST GET HOOTERS'. And the thief shoots past everyone, an invisibleforce pulling him ahead. The thief must roll to see how accurate thegloves are."I saw Rajan. Sultry City. The ground rapidly approached and I, a once powerful entity of the heavens, braced eying the apartment building that was to be my landing site.The dull thud shuddered from the building and sent a quick jolt aching through my now mortal knees. The cracked rooftop now singed with ethereal embers. I chuckle reached my ears from behind as I stood to full height.“Ahh Balam, You’re late. I heard about your unfortunate errors above…” A fingernail sharp as a knife slowly cut down my back,. Ab main tumhari kunwari chut thoda aur asani se baja paunga. Par dhyan rakhna, ek bar halka sa dard hoga, par uske baad tumhe isse bhi jyada maza aayega,” woh bole.“dard? Kaisa dard?” Maine pucha. Par woh kuch nahin bole or mere honthon par kis kiya. Phir apna laura apne haath mein pakad kar meri bur dwar se andar ghussa kar meri chut ke darwaje par rakha. Unka lauda meri bur ke dwar par pura tight tha par meri chut ke abhi bahar tha. Woh mujh par lete aur mere honthon par apne honth kas kar.