Today, I met Anand for coffee.
He pulled out a blue ink fountain pen from his pocket and used it to colour over the alphabets on the sugar packets.
I tried to be interesting. I said, "You are spending all your time colouring the alphabets on the sugar packets instead of paying attention to me."
He said, "I am an artist."
He pulled out a blue ink fountain pen from his pocket and used it to colour over the alphabets on the sugar packets.
I tried to be interesting. I said, "You are spending all your time colouring the alphabets on the sugar packets instead of paying attention to me."
He said, "I am an artist."
2 comments:
I was being inspired :)
ofcourse :D
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