Broken Dreams Expressway

The car glides down the highway. A vulture swoops down and hits the windshield. It's dead. You don't see vultures anymore and it was probably the last of its kind. They used to eat carrion and keep the environment healthy but they got consumed. Journalists being called vultures is an insult to vultures but they don't exist anymore to feel bad about it. You got to know the whole story to make sense of things and whole story is only known by God who got buried long ago. People commit adultery, and then they are punished by rapists. Which good man or woman bothers about punishing a man or woman committing adultery? I mean their life, their choice. Mediaeval torture has just become untraceable giving the illusion that it has ceased to exist, it has actually become even potent and it has latched itself to your life. The entire life. The car has resumed running, a few feathers, last remnants, last evidences of the last vulture that there was still sticking to the bonnet. It's an endless highway. There are no songs on the stereo, just the wind whistling through the windows. The driver driving on the endless highway had lost love, and now he has killed the last vulture on the planet. Both love and vulture are never coming back. And he thinks that probably the ones committing adultery know that, that love is never coming back and so they seek thrill, they seek excitement of cheating their spouses. Though it backfires when the videos of them in bed with someone other than their spouses starts circulating on WhatsApp, and their spouse comes and does the much needed drama and people record videos giving birth to the viral whatsapp sensations. The driver decides to put songs on the stereo, so he pulls the windows up. He has the collection of songs from his college days burned in a flash drive. He plugs the drive in the stereo and pushes play. A temporal shift takes him back to his college days, where love and pussy were different things. They still are but love is extinct and pussy sells with a side of brain. The more sophisticated the brain the more expensive the pussy. The highway is endless and the sun has started to set. He is literally driving into the sunset with his college playlist playing on the stereo and he plans to keep driving forever.