One day

Once upon a time there were three men. They looked alike and thought alike. But one day one of them got run over by a bus. The other two felt very sad. Both of them had 1 shot of sad in a total of 3 shots of emotion. All those who spoke to them could see through the facade of their happy faces and look into the depression. They were only part of a whole. Slowly their psyche deteriorated into a plateau of stone. They didnt feel. They didnt smile. They never overreacted. They sat in a corner and wrote long poems about life in a cube. :)