Anna lay in the honey-coloured light of the smooth sun.
two mobiles by her side.the Neem tree above drew
patterns in the shadow.she thought of the money she
got...a meagre amount sans the prestige that comes
from the association with academia.career: Zero;
life: Zero; love: Zero. maimed life, hurt mind. Bonus:
public scrutiny. when it comes to taking stock of the
life, there is nothing in the stock.the monthly cycles gone
to complete waste. from the biological point of view,
a thorough failure...a failed affair with life!
from the side-vision she caught movement in both of her
mobiles...something is happening within.Anna took the red n black
one out of the black leather cover and...
Armaan:Most of d time v r
so busy in judging
people by 'lengths'
'breadths' n
'heights'
tht v forget, dat
each 1 of us is
gifted wid a heart
where depth too
matters!
(to be contd.)
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