Friday, July 1


“What the hell…” he shouted. She didn’t reply.

“Am not a kid and I know to take care of myself. Don’t make me repeat these sentences daily. I will have food when I will feel like” He cut the line in anger.

Few minutes went by. He calmed himself. Took his handset and dialed….

first ring..second ring..third ring..fourth..
She must be angry, He thought.

“Hi, you had your food.” He enquired as soon as the line got connected.

No reply.


“You had.” Voice from other side.

“No, am going to have in ten minutes. You…” his voice was low.

“Ok.. Now even I will have. You go and have food..”

Concern. A sweet thing hard to find in this world.

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