[bilal]

Once, i was shot in the head.....i felt the skull cracking a hole, i saw my own pink-mist, the blood that ran down the hole in my forehead passed over my specs instead of my eyes........and the veiw turned pink due to this...but that was only over my right eye specs......the left was clear....... i was laying on the floor...my head supported with some garbage can in the street..............and i was smilling for some un-known reason........... and so was the shooter....... his long rain coat and hat were all greyish brown...so was his mostache....... hehe......... we exchanged the smiles....and he turned to make it to the main street and diappear from my sight........that is , if any of my sight was left...............................

then i woke up.......