“And he too, naively believed that those she talked to,
giggled with, stayed in her mind and heart. Little did he realise how much she
yearned to talk to and giggle with him. To witness the unfolding of mysteries of
fleeting time with him. How fearfully she had kept him hidden from them and him,
like a life bearing secret breath in the deep cavern of her soul…The cavern
that she sojourned every lonely night with her dying self to stay alive and for
once feel him.”
Whispered the Mayena to the Pigeon staring at the severed
Moon and the Earth…
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