Shit…. No more free messages. It already counted 100. Its
early morning 3.30 AM & I just cursed TRAI. Slowly banquet covered my face.
Spicy thoughts begin to whirl.
µc, µp, c, matlab were looks like toxic syringes. Pointer points but OOPs still says oooooops. It
never stick to my cerebellum.
Wills smith murmur how to pursuit happiness, Simran says
'varanam ayiram', Rajesh kanna whispers “Mere
sapnon ki rani kab aayegi tu……. Aayi rut
mastaani kab aayegi tu……….”.
Suddenly her curly hair on forehead leads my flash back. It remembers
twilight saga.
I waked my already slept PC. She was not there in FB chat box. Unknowingly I
dialed her number. My bad luck she was
busy talking with someone at this 3.45 AM. My laptop already went to deep sleep
even though my tears wetting its keyboard.
I was sure this dream would be a best PJ matter. Hope you don’t understand anything. Don’t even
try that.
I will try to convince else I will confuse.
This is nothing but Dark night fantasy.
Nice one!!
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