The Dystopian Uncertainty Principle

The first and the last time I saw my dinosaur, it was already a convulsive time. I was stranded for the past two months, for most of the time inside a cuboid type room with some colossal number of books, notebooks, rough copies, sample papers and what not. You see, I was preparing for and not in anticipation of that life defining Higher Secondary Board examinations. And in one such day, tired of having sat at the same spot for hours (precisely 3 hours), as I went and stood beside the uncovered windows of that cuboid, I saw it in its two hind legs, moving in an haste and quickly disappearing into a sewage pipe of the Apartment Complex on just the other side of the lane. For about the 1.5 seconds that I saw my Dinosaur, I could vouch that it was Magnificent! A long and thick tail from its posterior and two useless hands just by what I could say was its chest and the entire body resting on two thick hind legs, one could easily say that My Dino looked just like a rabbit sized T-Rex. ...