I live with your heart (literally)

Experienced nail painter?

I cannot  believe that I am sitting   and negotiating with a ghost without the ouja board or spooky stuff. I am indeed thankful for the convenient absence of the white smoke and white saree which would have made the Greek God look straight from comedy central.
It's been one hour of our scheduled encounter but I can't still get over  the creepiest situation involved.Meeting your dead heart doner is not like meeting the guy from whom you borrowed a pencil.It is rather deeper shit.

I  am a painter.

Oh wall painter, quite impressive I find your passion for the job.I never thought anyone would Dream to be the one who paints houses but I know it must be really deep since you  have come back from death for it.I promise I will do as much painting as you want to fulfil your thirst ,  to create a beautiful tomorrow.

I have a name for the following story.

What story?

Murder of a prejudiced idiot season1.

Huh?

Sarcasm is an art it is certainly not your set of colours.I am an artist the one who draws and makes paintings on a canvas.Ring any  bell.

Artist , I am sorry but I don't think I will  be of any help to you as the closest thing to I have been to artist is this.

Fingers really, how old are you 5.

Naah nail paint, and if you have sense you do realise how messed up even this looks.

What?

Don't  look at me as though I killed a puppy painting is not quite my thing.

But I don't  have any other choice.I will teach you.Ideas matter and you will be like my translator.

Your translator mmmh that sounds goood.I will try but still I feel you should get another outlet.

Dear madam I  was not made of dough to drop body parts in every town nor am I as smart as chucky the doll.You are the only option which I wouldn't have chosen  if I had any say in it.

Wait a minute  first you flatter me with your fangirling and now you brought me down hard with your insults , are you pregnant?

Listen let us not fight as we really need to stand up for each other and accept that I am not into music and you are not into painting.These facts are necessary for mutual understanding and progression.

I am a little uncomfortable as I am only used to people who admire me.

It shows.

Why should I help you?

Oh that is the strange part.I asked the same question to Chithraguptha and what he told was absurd but it is like the heart is  the essence of a person.Now that we share one we are connected beyond death and if your brain decides against the essence of your life you will slip into depression.We share our lives and we live for each other.I didnt get a word of all his bak bak.But I think it is your moral responsibility to  help me because.....

I live with your heart.     

I didn't  know what slipped from my mouth but I knew his heart would always take his side.