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Every Story has THREE VIEWS --- (Morning) Tick-tick light go blink. It mean wake-time. --- PAGE-01 It's my dad. Was... Now, he's just a devil...A freaking monster. And, Monster never Smile. It's been 126144000 seconds...Till Today. 2103840 Minutes. 35064 Hours. 1461 Days. 4 Freaking Years. And Counting... --- She likes to cry, But in front of him, she can't, She doesn't want to. The drops of tears are reserved for darkness. Why? Only the one who ever saw them is I. Why? --- PAGE-05 There are two kinds of memory. As I remember. Memories remember themselves. The kind that burns like the furnace, and the kind that breathes. --- She gives him cold rice from a rusted bowl. He eats. Says, ""Yum."" He does not know it is the last of what she saved. He offers me some. Presses a hard grain against my stitched mouth. I smile, in the way cloth can...I can. --- PAGE-09 Days to week, Weeks to months, Months to years. I felt today he will let me leave, He loves me na. He is my lovely father. I was wrong. Always. Maybe. --- I think, maybe the light gone, but Mamma's arms stay. I hum hum song. I close eyes. I sleep. ""Mamma tired. She sleep now. Me too,"" I say. I smile. Me safe in hug. We sleep. Together sleep. Haa..yum...yum. Good Night. --- Tick-Tick LIGHT Thread-Thread Bear The Torn Tears --- PAGE-0 Life can...Never be Perfect. जीवनं कदापि सिद्धं न भवितुम् अर्हति। --- [A work of fiction, But... Inspired by TRUE INCIDENTS.]

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