"Life is the price we pay for running away from death "
































































Vatsal was the brightest kid in her tuition class. He had an amazing capacity for logical and creative analysis but lacked focus and attention. The teachers at school and his elders at home could not get him to listen and, hence, they sought the service of the tuition teacher. The tuition teacher was a middle-aged lady who herself worked as a teacher in a school, and took tuitions in the evening.
There was a soft explosion outside. The plane experienced more turbulence than usual. Seat belt signs turned on and it seemed like the plane had started its descent several hours before arrival. There was no announcement from the pilot and the airhostesses were asleep too. He knew something was wrong.