Like the one planning suicide, staring into the depths, I kept looking in to her eyes.....
Those magical eyes, which transformed a mischievous school boy to nut poet and valentine
with just one wink, and extruded him into endless courses of chronicle.....
Their sparkles flooded into emptiness of my mind…
Rewording - a simple self work
Courtesy – Chidambarasmaranakal (Chullikadu)
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