Friday, 3 February 2017

8th Demon is my bestfriend !

There was a same snowy mountain , there were same trees , there was same kingdom of Queen of death , there was always fog settled upon the river of life , a day use to come and day use to go .
Everything same and everything very same .

Seeing all this from a window of a small hut , which was memorized in Aandra's eyes and mind from years ,was beautiful but now a bit a boring .

There can't be animal on planet who can be as lazy as Panda .

Paandra's cuteness as well as dumb activities were only entertaining thing for everyone in  village .
Eat , sleep , repeat and still being so cute was Aandra and Paandra's thing in the village . Both were being pampered very much .

"Fine fine fine
its Aandra's smile
which has a shine .." when Aandra's eyes were stuck outside the window seeing the same scenary while laying down , Mr Banana came with not so usual style and sat near Aandra " You are such a lazy animal Aandra ... dont you see something is cooking somewhere ? "

"well i have window and door to see through , from which i can't see anything , no one is cooking anything ... so sure .   Thus being matter of food ... cooking must be smelled not seen ." and Aandra winked at Mr. Banana .

" What do you see from window ? is useless when you see it through your eyes , close your eyes and open your vision , open your mind, open your heart then you will see something ." Said Mr Banana and winked back .

" Is anyone in love with me ? who would love corpuscle like ? " Aandra said in suspicion and also a confusion .

" The one who got me back to you ... the one who got Paandra to you ! " Mr Banana unloading the burden of secret form himself .

Mr Banana and Demon now had a unbeatable friendship , as they had accompany eachother for approx 10 years in THE world outside Secret Village .

Aandra knew the answer , she dint seemed shocked as well dint look calm too but suddenly said
" Demon ? Demon is my Bestfriend "

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