there it was… that little piece of heaven….so beautiful… so peaceful… a sight for sore eyes… a sight for a very migraine-weary, heat “stroked” nauseated traveler… like the coolest waters of the Atlantic frozen in time…
his very own body of cool water… to drink to splash, to EXIST in
Gaya herself could not fathom a better trinket…. it lay there on her slim wrist invitingly…. nirvana, nibbana, Janna, Eden…..
he felt like he could almost drown in that piece of perfection….SALVATION
”Um tum aisay kyoon daikh rahay ho?”she asked shyly….
Cough COUGH… “UMMM its your eyes, they're…..”
“no you can’t!!!!!”
”What??”
“save your breath!!! you can’t have it….”
so saying she sweetly walked out of the room….
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