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New city seemed like a better way to run away from the situation for him. New people and the new place seemed dearer to him. But leaving her behind bewildered, disturbed him to a great extent. But he wasn’t as expressive as her. He collected his scooter and parked it in the allotted space. Went to his..
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She was dumbfounded. And stood motionless for a few long seconds. She wished the earth would tear open and take her inside. She wanted to cry. Cry out loud. She wanted to hug him tight, and tell him how much she loves him. But she did none of that. A warm smile spread across her face…
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Impulsive by nature, it was totally her to stand drenched in rain and dance. He enjoyed her laughter and watched her dance to the rhythm of raindrops. The rain always reminded her of the bitter-sweet memories of the past love. How much ever he’d love her now, she’d never get over her past. He worried..
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Hurriedly she picked up her bag n set out on her cycle. It was probably ten more minutes for the sunrise when she reached at the top of the hill at our usual spot. He smiled at the sight of her sweaty red face. ‘Tomato’ he’d tease her lovingly. They had five more minutes for the..
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I was literally ‘running’ half n hour late..Tho I was pretty sure he wouldn’t mind it today, as he would be having the gift he had promised me a month ago. Just a month passed by, and our relation was like never before. Difficult to be named. Difficult to grasp by others. For only two of us..
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The neglected pile of letterheads were back on my table! Splash of colours to add to it. Letters had always been dear to me. In fact they are responsible in developing me as a person i am now. An integral part of life, which was rather missing for past few months. Writing someone after ages..
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A wilted yellow rose fell off my cupboard when i hastily opened to grab my diary. It had been ages since i had complained to her about the behaviour of dear ones near me. That yellow rose preserved by someone special lied in my shelf, waiting for its turn to hit the dustbin. I was..
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After the hectic week of submissions, finally, on one afternoon, i decided to clean up my unkempt room. It was rather neglected over a month now, and looked worse than an old store house. With riot of colours n thermocol flying from every corner of the room. Thousands of used, unused, coloured, xeroxed, crumpled, stamped..
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My most favourite remedy to kick start a remote was to hit it with any random thing.. the pencil cell got off its place, and rolled onto ground.. i glared at it totally annoyed, for my favorite program was interrupted and there was just no one to be blamed.. how one tends to like blaming onto someone else, even..
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for a few days, i wished to write my feeling out. but had this strange resistance so as to not let anyone peep inside the darker sides of me. for it won’t be as delightful as the smile i might be roaming around with. i too have a heart that feels and bruises the loved(!)..
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