I didn’t want her to be mad at me that long. I knew what it was like to be a disappointed seven- or eight-year-old. I think it affected my relations...ip with her for our whole lives. Silly, what we think is most important when we’re that age.The movie was funny. From my perspective, it was silly. It was one of those mixed live action and animation films that Disney made famous with Mary Poppins only the style was more like anime. I tried to figure out what kids these days saw in that crap.. Tired of repeating this but as a writer have to I am 5.8″ height with a boneless rod of 6.7 inches from Tamilnadu.Any aunties/ girls interested in me can contact me at to the story.The heroine of the story is madhu ( name not changed).She was my classmate in my 11 standard.I haven’t spoken to her while schooling.She also a reserved typical Tamil girl and obviously a topper. Due to change of group ( from computer science to biology) in the first month of my 11 th standard made us separate.. It was just 15min later that the current went off and here we were sitting on a sofa in utter darkness.She said “Shit man,I hate this current walas,”,”Seriously pathetic!!”,I added.“So”,she said.”So??” I asked. She said,womans”Say something..” I said,”Like??”.”Umm well,do you have a girlfriend?”,she questioned.I said “No”,”Why??” ,she cried.”I said I haven’t found any nice girl so far!!”, “Aww,poor fellow,so what kind of girl are you looking for?”She questioned. “DifficultQuestion,umm…Ah I have. Then from the red horizon, Bork emerged wiping red stains and flannel from her ubiquitous cleaver. She said she had been trimming cranberries which seemed ridiculous thoughts. Nevertheless, I couldn't help myself from breaking into a rousing rendition of 'Zombie.'“Wake me when it’s over,” Shelia muttered, referring I hoped to my singing and not my lovemaking.Bork smirked at that allusion, adding a chillingly appropriate musical reference of her own, "Dying in the Sun is the best thing on.