I went back home...and kept thinking with an empty stomach...
I played a little notes on my shabby guitar ... and I am still bad at it ... The only subject I wasn't good at in elementary school is music...I don't know why since I always love music and listen to it...
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The thought kept striking:"why nearest people to me kept running away?"
mother...
father...
grandma Prisha...
"and... the old man
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Then...in the emptiness , I heard a big meow
Meow..owww...Meowww
Wow, it's a kitten standing on my terrace.
I will see... There's some grilled chicken in the fridge... it's for yesterday... though it will work
"here's the food , Kitty"
"Come in"
the kitten crawled into the food and finished it all.
SUCH A SHAME!!! the fridge is empty now...
Bye-Bye kitten !
No , let me give you a name
okay , You will be ramanujan
I am always fascinated by sirnivasa ramanujan...
Sorry, ramanujan I know my food isn't the best and it tastes less than ordinary.
meow...me-ow
what ...you like it... that's good
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