an sms story 42

10.15p.m.....




Anna:I am not really rude
yaar! I am frank.
And i was just
pulling ur legs
yesterday.



Armaan:ADOLOSCENT BOYZ
FULL OF 'S'
OBSESSIONS CANNOT
SNAP OUT OF THINGS
EASILY..




Anna:Jharchhis keno? eto
ki kharap katha
bolechhi?




Armaan: silence....




Anna couldn't help but notice that her messages were embracing the short forms
Armaan used. she had always believed in using the words complete in letters et al.
she  was finally learning to use, in her own way, the 'short' messaging service.



she drank water. kept drinking as sleep refused to come easily. drink water from the
side table:
once...put head on the thin cushion (she can not use a pillow due to spondylitis)... slurp, slurrp, slurrrp...
drink water from the bottle:
 twice...go to the bathroom as a result of drinking a bottle full of water...
sound of the malfunctioning tap..tip, tik, tip,tik..
she could hear the irritating noise from her bed.checked the mobile to soothe her nerves.




Armaan:Hum lakh achhe sahi..............




Armaan:Abhi na mujhe.....................




she was fed up with  his repetitions.




1.00a.m.no more messages. she went to sleep.
                                             (to be contd.)