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Wanderlust

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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