She dumped him…
He cried…
I wondered…
I tried to console him…I lied to heal his broken heart…but nothing worked out…
Shadowfax unaku intha pain theriyathu da! he said
More and more I lied…
“dei avathanda una mari oru payan kedaikalanu alanum”
“machi avalam oru ponney kedayathu”
“atleast ipovathu ava oru bitchnu therinchathey”
“machi vidu da…athaan nalla enjoy pannitela…freeya vidu avala kalyanam panikiraven oru thyagi da”
He sneered at me…perhaps the last one was not much appreciated from his side…
I tried to convince him for the umpteenth time but nothing worked. His brain became disfunct. His broken heart offering infinite impedance to my words of comfort…what else can I do…better we ride home.
Me…my friend…on my bike…returning home…thiruvanmiyur signal…180 seconds!
A little girl…
Anna pasikuthu na…
I recognized there were more than one broken heart around me!
The one sitting behind me was far more better…cause he did have me to heal his scar.
Who can heal the wrath bestowed upon that little broken heart standing infront of me.
Change illa kutty! I said
5…4…3…2…1…15(that’s unfair!)
I saw the entire people standing in front of me sped up like their asses were on fire! Even “my kal shoe maker” would fail to give such a start!
Time has this mysterious power to heal all wounds!
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