it was raining. and it was lightening. he saw the flashes from the huge but closed french windows. this illuminated his dark room for a second or so. but then it goes dim again, every time. this made him loose his interest in the movie he was watching. he took out his phone and rummaged through the whatsapps and texts, but there was no sign of the name that he looked for almost desperately.
before, he always thought this to be a bullshit. feeling all alone in the rains, a perfect bollywood cliche. but thoughts came first than language. this weather made him feel alone, craving and longing. a constant question, among a million others, is he desperate? no matter what, he dialed her number and opened the french windows. hail the rain, fuck overthinking, he said loudly before the other side picked up!
before, he always thought this to be a bullshit. feeling all alone in the rains, a perfect bollywood cliche. but thoughts came first than language. this weather made him feel alone, craving and longing. a constant question, among a million others, is he desperate? no matter what, he dialed her number and opened the french windows. hail the rain, fuck overthinking, he said loudly before the other side picked up!
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