I was staring at the wall, a photo frame which said “Medicine is my lawful wife and literature my mistress; when I get tired of one, I spend the night with the other” I was thinking about the quote trying to figure out the reason as to why was it hanging there? Suddenly the doctor walks in holding her schedule, she fails to notice me and rushes to her chair. She looks at me, “What the fuck!!” I have a smile on my face because that’s exactly what I was expecting. She looks into her schedule file, “Mr. Darcy 9-5” she reads it out. “You’re nowhere to be seen for a year and show up at my clinic doing dramatic things like this, asshole” “Yeah, I’ve been busy and you got married. Congratulations”, we hug each other. “It’s almost time to wish happy anniversary and you’re congratulating for my wedding. I’m pissed at you; Didn’t even attend my wedding, ass. You couldn’t wait for one day huh!!” “C’mon you know it. I’ve explained you a million times, the reason. By the way you’ve turned
Stories with an edge.This blog here is purely fictional, unlike the last one and any resemblance to anyone is purely coincidental. These are just my ideas, that I'm expressing in the form of a story. So let me tell you a story...