My Obsession towards white

White cushion, white bad, white wall paint, white tiles, white furniture everything around me was white. I didn’t know how I had been here, the last thing I remembered was my fight with my girl friend Jigisha at Crystal Mall. I smelled fragrance of lotus perfume from outside, (as my nose is better than any dog), some girl came in my room from white door, she wore white coat, white jeans, her red eyes extremely fairer complexion, 6 feet height and perfect figure defined by Newton’s law of attraction, in one word she was a Menka the Apsara and I wasn’t Vishvamitra because I looked like an alien, crimp face and longest hair in my head had 1 centimeter length.
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