Ouch...

Ouch.

It hurt. Big time.

It bled. Bled ever so slightly, that the pain never surfaced to begin with. Then, it bled more. And more.

And then, suddenly, the pain shot up. Too much blood had oozed out by then.

But then, hasn't it always? Hasn't the hurt always been realised too late?

Why did it happen?

Simple, he is a foolie (as his friend some times says!). He thought he lived in fiction. Unfortunately, this was real world.

He allowed it to happen. Allowed himself to be punched. And forgot that punches do bleed. He does bleed.

In the end, the only words he had was....

Ouch. That hurt.

A lot.