Sunday, November 23, 2008

Ambika

Her voice was magic. He spent every waking hour thinking of her, her divine voice and its perfect harmony. He dreamt of being close enough to smell her perfume. He wished against all wishes and hoped against hope to be able to kiss her some day. His wish was granted and sadly, she wasn't the only one kissing him.

On a microphone.

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