Anna ran her finger on her friend's number....
he has answered! hey. he has!!
great! tell me, what he has typed.
how weird it was. nobody these days said 'written'
or 'said'. it was always 'typed'...
her girlfriend couldn't understand the meaning
of the message either. but she was happy that Armaan's solid
silence was broken at last.
what did you say?
nothing. don't know what to write because don't understand
the meaning. depth of whom? mine? or his?
(to be contd.)
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