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“Have you had in your mind who will be the last person that you want to see when you leas your last breath?” water splashed. Feet swirled to keep balance. Fish underneath.
“Probably amma. Or appa”, water swirled like a tiny tornado.
“I am tired”, water splashes a little less than before. Feet swirled to keep balance. A little less swirl. Fish underneath. A lot of them.
“Hold my hand”, water swirled like a baby tornado.
It was cold that night. A sheer disparaging cold night. So frosty they could see smog of steamy breath came to level with their eyes, blocking their almost blinded sight. Babuji had lost his count on how many days had he afloat in that open sea – the only thing he could recall was moon and sun obligatorily taking turn to light the surface of the Earth. But how many times, he would rather take it as zero.
Ooh forgive me stars for leaving you behind.
“Babuji, do you know how big our galaxy is?”
“I don’t really know”
“Have you ever heard of Milky Way?”
“Milky Way as in milk poured on a pavement?”
“Babuji, I'm sorry. I didn't tell you"
"Tell me what? You shake your cock in my loo?"
"I'm sorry"
"Shit"
"Haha. Babuji, how thick is your skin? I can't see you shivering. Babuji, I want to go home"
"Look at the stars up there. Have you imagined how lonely they are, staying apart million years away?"
"Let them be, we are not stars. Far from shining. Not even remotely glittering"
"Babuji knows. Babuji wants you not to think about what mess we are in right now"
"I miss amma. I miss appa. Babuji please don't die"
“Probably amma. Or appa”, water swirled like a tiny tornado.
“I am tired”, water splashes a little less than before. Feet swirled to keep balance. A little less swirl. Fish underneath. A lot of them.
“Hold my hand”, water swirled like a baby tornado.
It was cold that night. A sheer disparaging cold night. So frosty they could see smog of steamy breath came to level with their eyes, blocking their almost blinded sight. Babuji had lost his count on how many days had he afloat in that open sea – the only thing he could recall was moon and sun obligatorily taking turn to light the surface of the Earth. But how many times, he would rather take it as zero.
Ooh forgive me stars for leaving you behind.
“Babuji, do you know how big our galaxy is?”
“I don’t really know”
“Have you ever heard of Milky Way?”
“Milky Way as in milk poured on a pavement?”
“Babuji, I'm sorry. I didn't tell you"
"Tell me what? You shake your cock in my loo?"
"I'm sorry"
"Shit"
"Haha. Babuji, how thick is your skin? I can't see you shivering. Babuji, I want to go home"
"Look at the stars up there. Have you imagined how lonely they are, staying apart million years away?"
"Let them be, we are not stars. Far from shining. Not even remotely glittering"
"Babuji knows. Babuji wants you not to think about what mess we are in right now"
"I miss amma. I miss appa. Babuji please don't die"
Comments
But I really like your blog.
Kudos to you
Adawiyah
SMTSA
Love you Miss Bedah!!!
Hayden
Liverpool, UK
Saya suka yang ini..
Ada sambungan lagi?
Mirza, I thought leaving those entries endless will give you the chance to think of any possibilities that might happen. But I`ll try to finish that. FYI, this is the sequel for November Rain. Boleh tengok entry sebelum ni, ada cerita pasal November Rain.
Chandramuki, just wait ok?
Adawiyah, macam mana boleh stumbled upon here?
Hayden, wait for another entry. Shall come by tonight.
Rudy, the conglomerate that sucks out happiness my personal fav. That one ada kena mengena dengan diri saya.
Roki, sure.
Thank you guys