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My friend, the sparrow, left after I joined 3G to Twitter. I didn’t recognize the breakup because the sparrow was also a Twitter. On the mountains, she joined again, where there was no Twitter. She was not a Twitter; it was Twitter who made her look like a Twitter. I took a selfie with her and tweeted it to make it known to Twitter. I invited her back home, but…

Sound, sound, make me sleep. Sleep my baby, I will play you a lullaby. Sound, sound, wake me up. Wake up boy, here is your alarm. Sound, sound, I am going jogging. Wait…I will also rock with you. Sound, sound, I wanna read a book. Ok…I will call nature. Sound, sound, I am going out on dinner. Jazz at my cost, handsome. Sound, sound, I am back home. Sound, sound,…

The dog barked to show disapproval, the man petted him further more. The parrot parroted to mock fun, the man produced him as witness in court. The lizard scooted to escape unhurt, the man started collecting her tail. The monkey snatched food to claim his right, the man made him his forefather. The small cat adjusted with man with strength, the man started petting even bigger cats. The cow kicked…

Green is wild, but Orange often escapes into Green with or without burning it into Red. Red & Orange are different, but Yellow easily turns Red into Orange and Orange into Red. Pink is beautiful, but when White is less it is indistinguishable from Red. Red is blood, but it often doesn’t spill any and clots itself into Black. Blue is primary, but it produces nothing when mixed with both…

She knows nobody, for everybody knows her. Everybody knows her, for everybody protects her. Everybody protects her, for she may not get hurt. She is not hurt, for everybody is happy. Everybody is happy, for she is alive. She is alive, for she suffers no pain. She suffers no pain, for her pain is different ©2019 Ankur Mutreja