I am constructing my reality with unreal, otherworldly materials. It is almost poetic, this outstanding self manipulation.
-Sylvia Plath
Sunday, 10 August 2014
Fidelity
Her soft white skin colored golden in his warm embrace. As
she basked in the glory of his arms, she whispered, “Promise me you will be
mine forever. Mine and only mine to keep.”
“I promise”, he lied.
The Idli never knew that her Sambhar was cheating on her. With
the Dosa.
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