Chapter 121

"Which is your favorite colour?" Martin asked Jake.

"It's either green or yellow."

"O will go with green, it's brighter."

"You can use brighter shade of Yellow. Oe use green on yellow."

"Okay I will do background shade of yellow and paint green on it as art." Martin started his work on Jake's nails. It was almost ten at apnight and the silence was a bit heavy for specially Jake now that he had to do nothing but sit back.

"Hey have ever read that poem by Oscar Wilde?" Jake asked as Martin continued his work on his nails.

"Huh? Which one?"

"Its an untitled poem in the complete works of Oscar Wilde. It's gjes something like this." As soon as Jake started reciting the poem, Martin's hands stilled and his paid his entire attention to what Jake was saying.

"See! the gold sun has risen,

(Ah God! how very fair)

Too soon he has broken from prison -

Ah Sweet! it is only my hair.

Nay, for I see the snow-white day