You are literally in dumps. Feeling lonesome you went to a park. in its soothing solitude you let the tears that you hve kept at bay all evening to tumble in wantoness. You whimper, complain on ‘tweets’ and then settle down into a troubled silence.
You yearn for a single human touch. Someone to comfort . Someone to hug and hold you close. But more than anything else you are hoping someone would ask you, hey are you okay?
And in that interminable silence a single beep. A sliver of hope. A smile waiting to be adorned. An sms.
And when it turns out to be an advertisement…