Thursday, 25 February 2010

55 fiction - You and Me

I watched your emotions keenly. You were on the edge of your couch, biting your nails, eyes glued to the tv. There was the last ball, India lost the match by 1 run.

“Damn” you shouted and flung the aquarium frustratingly. I flew in air and died on the carpet. Tears rolled down your eyes.

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