he sat there.. terrified...
blade at his throat..
he remembered his family.. they would be waiting for him to take them to movie today.. on sunday.. sweat trickled on his forehead... he remembered his mother.. she would be waiting for him to take her with him..
the blade tucked on his skin...
one voice shook him out of his thoughts..... Babu ji.. facial bhi kar du kya..??
Sunday, 29 July 2007
55-words one of them....
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