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The Instant of My Death

The narrative reflects on a discomforting bus journey through Spiti, using similes and visual imagery to convey the experience. The author describes the environment and characters encountered, including a thin boy who symbolizes a moment of realization about life and death. The writing employs auditory and graphic elements to create a vivid connection with nature and the journey's emotional impact.

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The Instant of My Death

The narrative reflects on a discomforting bus journey through Spiti, using similes and visual imagery to convey the experience. The author describes the environment and characters encountered, including a thin boy who symbolizes a moment of realization about life and death. The writing employs auditory and graphic elements to create a vivid connection with nature and the journey's emotional impact.

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First person , past tense ,

Recollection , reflective
style,converstaional tone setting is
spiiti

The Instant of My Death similie to describe her upleasent\


discomfortful journey, zoomorpism not
treating his like a human instaed treated as cat

The bus was crammed and the fat man rubbed against my leg like a damp cat
while you read The Jataka Tales three rows from the back
unsusl,indian litetsure which are widely regarderd
suddenly sees the magnificent tjing , suddenly emrging
and we all stumbled on; wheels and hours grinding, tripping
as Spiti rose up around us, sky propped open by its peaks. road is not smooth onasmatopies effect
visual , graphic imsagery, effect created of awe, personification human traits
effort connect with nature
I traced the rockline on the window with my finger,
counted cows and gompas, felt my eyes glaze over
mountain range

until we reached Gramphoo. There, where the road divided,


I saw a thin boy in red flannel squat between two dhabas;
visulal magery, charcterisation

a black-eyed bean, slipped in between two crags, he was so small


that I almost missed him, until he turned, gap-toothed, and shot me
metaphor of death
with a toy gun. And a piece of me stopped then, though the bus moved on,
and the fat man cracked open an apple with his thumb.
auditory imagery
onamatopoeic

symbolic of rdeath birth

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