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Just a gest of whatever you ought to be, a documented section of the Guardian on his lap and a Coffee cup to never abandon him. What's weirdly out-of-body experience for him was being a cook and experiencing vivid amendable changes in his mind. It all started with a trend followed by encompassing new recipes and ideas and making everything creative. His insta account is full of new recipes and how to make them. And the way he organises it, it would make you droll. Apart from being a cook now, he's made commendable improvements in his photography skills as well. Oh did I say, he writes as well. He's a terrific writer. The one who would be able to make your mind revolve in a haphazard manner, to such an extent that you'd message him to just let know of the characters more and more. Amira says he's sad all the time and doesn't bother talking to her. But then, she's not on social media after all. She hasn't seen him grow from a mere 500 followers to some K's during the pandemic period. She agrees that he spends time doing some kind of stuffs where he doesn't allow her to enter. Only has she learnt that he just wants to be left alone. He doesn't sing anymore which contradicts his only goal. The only goal for which he came to the city. She wish to get him back. She doesn't wish to accept this new normal that life has to offer. But who can alter this prophecy?
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