“How can a space be so expansive at the top, and so claustrophobic on the floor? I can barely breathe…” l said, looking at the teeming crowds around me,
“Why should it be so? Breathing gets difficult on rarefied mountain peaks. You are in the mainstream hub.” I thought my companion was getting philosophical, and tried to match his mood.
“It is suffocating to think of all the people who will be sacrificed, for a few to reach that rarefied peak.”
Little did I know that he was already formulating a strategy, and I happened to his next victim.