Son of God,
Terminated his expedition
Dipped into the bloody clouds
While she is ironing her pleated school uniform
Enthusiastically expected her graduation next day
Out of nowhere the sneezes
attacked her continuously
Bless you......bless you....
Grandma voiced gently at her
"You are catching a cold..you are getting sick
You know something
Whenever you sneeze like this
Someone is always thinking of you...."
She was fascinated with this explanation
Went to sleep
Darkness embraced
Knock knock knock
Hesitated to open the lousy door
If not it will be busted anyway
Uniformed creatures immerged with barrels
Before sun rise
the eastward of the globe became red
Grandma yelled.....sons of bitches
A week later
she was darning her bloodied undergarment
Anandprasad
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