Cupid was back in Unix.
He was enraged, vexed and psyched up.
He punched the nearby wall, which puffed in air.
Unix walls are nothing but an illusion.
“Donna”, he shouted at top of his lungs
“Donna”
“Donna”
“You are mine you hear that. Mine”.
“No one can have what’s mine”.
Cupid was one of those angels, who is selfish in nature and wants everything revolves around him.
Unbearable to loose from a kind he thinks is lower, must have hit him hard.
Lady Lavana was mutely observing him. She heard his yelling and was only one present here. No one really has the heart to it, to stand.
Ans neither it is what she wants.
She feels pride in that she is the only one who can be near the Cupid,
‘He is difficult to understand now but when he is not’, she thought.
She
