KURU 4

He lived in a perfect world, one without hurt and pain. However, felling happy was considered to be a crime there. One day he found a puppy on the kerb. He took it home and cared for it. Its antics made him happy. He laughed for the first time in his life.  Then he died.

KURU 3

He gulped down the single malt and  confided to his friend: " Man, I have liver cirrhosis". His friend poured him another large drink, looked him in his eye, and said  earnestly: "Well, who would have thought!" 

He picked up the glass and drained it again. He then laughed like a maniac till he was dead.

P.S: Thanks to Pankaj Phukan for the inspiration.

SOPHIE'S DREAM

Our little Sophie, once a dream she had
She conquered giants and dragons mad.
Riding the bleak lands, evil she killed,
With true courage, her heart she filled.
Delving underground, ghouls she fought,
All the dark souls, in her net she caught.
Her legend had travelled far and wide,
Fearing her wrath, the immoral did hide.

But then she awoke in her tiny little bed,
Feeling confused: very happy, yet so sad.
Our little orphan, sweet Sophie dear,
Waking up again she could not bear.
She slashed her wrists: frank blood flowed
Brave, brave Sophie; to death she bowed.