With wavering wind, the flamy candle went off making the room filled with dreadful darkness. He was bursting in anger.The tightly twisted fists, he hit against the wall and tried to quench seething self-hatred.
She was not wrong and was standing with her innocent face.When both the fists were oozing with blood, taking a deep breath,he rested his head on the wall. With his hurt-ego, he took the match box.
She practically knows when nothing is there to burn, even a burning stick, would also go off automatically.
-Sunil Pandit.
True sir ...
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