I never thought she will do this. i never thought this end will come to her life. how can she do this to vanya, yes she named her inanimate friend........(and she closes me, her only friend why is she going to do this with herself) AFTER SOME TIME SHE REGAINS HER STRENGTH FOR THIS FINAL DECISION SHE IS GOING TO TAKE. SHE OPENS ME BACK AND STARTS WRITING ABOUT HER LAST DAY. "Today i am writing this for the last time for the day of ending, am not able to explain what i want to do and why i want to do, i suffered alot this year he left me he broke the 5 year of relationship of marriage and what was my fault in this i dont know why He did this to me but more painful for me is this day when i am going to end my relatonship with this diary too..... when am going to end this months of relationship with this diary and this life but i have too..... i cant anylonger keep writing my pain in this diary i cant keep wetting its pages, i cant cry anymore." "I...
Hey...its me barge...yeah look here..on the wall….not at the ceiling...no a little down...next to this mirror… yes its me… yeah that my new place..i don’t know why i am displaced from my last place...it was good...no am not complaining though…. Oh sorry!!! I forgot to introduce myself… oh yes you are thinking i told my name...but is it enough to get introduced...like that down here...yes look down when i say so...dont be so foolish...yes see. That’s dog...but which dog..a happy dog or sad dog...or just a dog dog…. You will know about it only if i tell you right...well am not so happy barge..yeah what else you want a soft toy to tell you...han...or even tell you anything at all han…. Umm.. yeah that’s enough i think to tell you about me…. Oh you thinking about how i look? Well hey, i look like a soft toy….. Am not being mean to you,but give the little toy some space okay. And that in front of me sitting on the couch is ronnie…. Yes he used to play with me and then his children played wi...
"Door thumping" Sound of shattering of vase.... SIXTEEN HOURS AGO Late Mr. Rao's house...it looked so quiet from outside...sound of fluttering leaves.in vranda...inside house climate was not so filled with warmth as outside.....hustle of an aspirant twenty four year old guy can be clearly heard in one of the room of rao's house.....clapping of files....closing and opening of drawers....locking of almirah....and hurried steps down the stairs...... And at mean time there was another room..quitness of which was streaked by the coughing of fifty year old Mr's Rao.....an old but hardworking woman who raised that young hulk after seventeen years of death of Mr Rao. Unable to move Mr's Rao on hearing the sound of her child steps.(the only sound of her boy she heard in whole day)..moved her lips to make a inaudible sound to call her boy to meet her...... And then she heard the sound of shunting of door. House was drowned in the silence.....which invaded Mr...
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