Exactly 20 years ago, she had told him more than a score times, "I trust you with my life.". That was then, her constant refrain.
In the last 20 days, she has told him more than a double score, "I don't trust you with your own life.". That is the new sound of the bogey train.
Wonder, what changed?
The yellow faded jute curtains, have been witness to this decay. Unfortunately they sway where the wind blows. The rest of the time, they are murmuring songs in mute.
In the last 20 days, she has told him more than a double score, "I don't trust you with your own life.". That is the new sound of the bogey train.
Wonder, what changed?
The yellow faded jute curtains, have been witness to this decay. Unfortunately they sway where the wind blows. The rest of the time, they are murmuring songs in mute.
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