I was a free bird. I am. I have big wings. I loved to fly. More than the flying I love to solve aerodynamics problem with wings spread wide.
She promised a lot. Promised me to let me fly whenever I wanted. Promised me not to touch my aerodynamics notebook ever. Promised me a bright future and new cage.
After twelve years a slave and innumerable ‘What-If’ Analyses…
Me: I don’t like you anymore. You have turned sour.
She: But grapes are sour too. And you love grapes.
Me: And so are lemons, but lemon and grapes have long legs and OMG lips. They both are presentable and eatable. Lemons and Grapes are naturally tangy. You are not even close to Tang.
She: What about cherries? You li
cked them so much.
Me: They are not red anymore. They have turned black.
She: And the berries?
Me: They are not black anymore. I like Apple better. Apple is sweet.
She: But I am sweet!!
Me: No sugar, you are not.
She: You can’t do this to me. All birds are dogs. I have lost faith in humanity.
Me: Tell me about it. I lost my faith in humanity when Kick made over 100 cr. You are late baby.
Err…Wait…How are we all dogs?
She: I donno. Dogs are adorable.
Me: You are adorable. Sour and adorable. Sour adorable bitch.
P.S. This is nothing fancy. Just an abstract abstract of the conversation between a bird and his master Miss Canine Lovelace, affectionately known among her peers as Lady Loveless. If you are still overthinking you have too much time to waste. Go watch hindi movie.