Lying at the foot of the hills , memory flashes of my mom chasing me across the rooms when she wanted me to eat properly .
The sun was now staring in my eyes and my vision was getting blurred. I was in my B-school again , the sun rays cascading through the arches of the corridor , the same place where I shared my first kiss with Maya . I effort out my tongue to feel my dry and coarse lips , u r still there Maya. u always will be .
Life sure was beautiful.
They got the wrong guy Maya ! U must be waiting for me. Oh I must get up and get back home.
I raise my hand and am all wet inside , maybe i have bled too much . I guess its too late.
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