Midnight Shadows on the Indian Road

Under the blanket of a deep Indian night, the road waits in a heavy,

expectant silence. The rough texture of the asphalt tells stories of a thousand journeys

through the dust. A massive commercial truck rumbles into view, its rusted orange

frame a ghost in the dark. Then, a sudden disturbance in the rhythm

of the machine, a moment where everything goes wrong. A young man is cast into

the void, his body surrendering to the pull of the earth. The impact is

hard and final, followed by a slow, agonizing slide across the cold stone.

He lies still now, a fallen figure illuminated by the unforgiving glare of