story on our wrists

a story i made up at school- started with sneha wanting me to draw a tattoo on her wrist and me ending up drawing phulwa. eventually, we had dhulwa on my wrist, the kid on ishika's and the meow on mitaja's wrist and the story was narrated in the eco class.




now it's on sneha's farewell diary, look! the very first entry :)


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on a different note:
y:is your health better?
x: im not sure i understand my health
y: what do people say?
x: nothing. they just curse.
y:they are sad.

this is a nice conversation. i'd not had one like that in a long time.
i liked that bit the most.