🤣 |KOHIMA
21/11/18
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It was 7 past 40 minutes in the evening.
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After dinner I went out on the street to buy some stuffs. It was dead cold and everything seemed dead as well. There was utter silence everywhere. The frosty air ruffled through my hair and collided with my chilli hot lips. The clock's hand didn't show me any sign of being late. It was 7:40pm.
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My hands trembled and the fingers went complete numb but I was still trying to type out some words on the phone in exchange of texts to a friend (like it was some kind of a ritual that I shouldn't miss, duh!). I waded my way through the chilly air up to the porch of the shop and then the shutter greeted me. Got just one shop in the neighbourhood and that too was closed. Dayumm!
I was cursing and despising the shopkeeper who was inside and disliked the face of the shop that was facing me.
Stood there for some time but that wasn't helping nor doing me any good.
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I needed to buy it very badly! Had to persuade him to pull the shutters up.
I knocked softly and it was denied. The second one went a little harder than I expected it to be which was accompanied by a demeaning tone "MALIK." I was sure he heard me clear.
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Few seconds later he pulled the shutter up. He wore a large red eyes with heavy eyebags showing discontentment of the cold weather.
"Ki lobo?" He asked.
I faked a good amount of chuckle, smiled a bit and responded in a rather friendly manner trying to conceal the demeanour I've shown him just a moment ago.
"Ki, iman julti kumai jaishe naki?" I thought it sounded cool altogether.
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(TO BE CONTINUED)
Stay warm. 🤗
21/11/18
.
It was 7 past 40 minutes in the evening.
.
After dinner I went out on the street to buy some stuffs. It was dead cold and everything seemed dead as well. There was utter silence everywhere. The frosty air ruffled through my hair and collided with my chilli hot lips. The clock's hand didn't show me any sign of being late. It was 7:40pm.
.
My hands trembled and the fingers went complete numb but I was still trying to type out some words on the phone in exchange of texts to a friend (like it was some kind of a ritual that I shouldn't miss, duh!). I waded my way through the chilly air up to the porch of the shop and then the shutter greeted me. Got just one shop in the neighbourhood and that too was closed. Dayumm!
I was cursing and despising the shopkeeper who was inside and disliked the face of the shop that was facing me.
Stood there for some time but that wasn't helping nor doing me any good.
.
I needed to buy it very badly! Had to persuade him to pull the shutters up.
I knocked softly and it was denied. The second one went a little harder than I expected it to be which was accompanied by a demeaning tone "MALIK." I was sure he heard me clear.
.
Few seconds later he pulled the shutter up. He wore a large red eyes with heavy eyebags showing discontentment of the cold weather.
"Ki lobo?" He asked.
I faked a good amount of chuckle, smiled a bit and responded in a rather friendly manner trying to conceal the demeanour I've shown him just a moment ago.
"Ki, iman julti kumai jaishe naki?" I thought it sounded cool altogether.
.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
Stay warm. 🤗
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