(Hey readers,
Today was a fun day however, tomorrow, I am having my schools back on track so, there may not be released in one day or two yet I will try my best...
So stay healthy and stay happy...
Regards,
Author)
"Somehow both approach their initial house of rent in which both were tenants...
Briskly, they both had shut and locked all the broken doors and tin-made windows behind them of this colorless grey-walled taut house which may have a high damp odor that hung inside, and as no one could see them any longer.
At jet speed, Grandpa's big brother would have taken the piece of sh*t out of his clothes, and without dropping it, He placed it on the cold dirt floor.
And then these were awkward hustle inside the house of the word steam of 'RAM-RAM...'(Touch both ears one by one simultaneously-a way of cleaning in holy Hindu rituals) and 'I knew it was a bad idea' echoed from the sealed doors and windows, and the bottle stayed pristine there (Pointing on the floor as if the bottle was right there) at the same spot for next few hours like at quarantine.
But...That liquor wasn't just made out of the water.
It was prepared out of money-the money by which they were supposed to live there. That cash-on-hand can be considered hardly the payback for the brutal disdain that those two men had to allegedly a part of willingly or unwillingly...
And then only one sound of big gulp reverberated in the barren land. and everything changed...." I slumped my head and dive into deep silence...
"What changed?!"