Hey, I’m writing a fiction.
Two fictions, precisely.
The theme of the first one is ‘If the world currency is a hug’. Pretty much the only thing I want to give you right now. It’s okay, you should try folding your arms to give yourself a warm hug and some love. I always do.
So if the world currency is a hug….
– Private property can be the duration of hugging, how warm is the person? – Time is the measuring unit.
– The cashier will be a place where everyone can hug.- Understanding must happen, when even the marginalised are hugged.
– Animals or toys can be your hug representative.
– No. of likes, hugs, followers are not life achievements. But good deeds.
– Virtual hugs, why not? I’m sending you another one here, with all the warmth in my words.
– 9am-6pm everyday, we live for hugs.
Everything changes. Even advertisements are warm.
The storyline of my second fiction goes like this – Plant rules the world. And, watery human forms.
Do you have a story in your mind too? Simply a vision of the future world, perhaps.
With love, Little Rock
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