He sat for some time washing in that sweet aroma and the memory of her grin, then requested another drink. He knew he was going to get drunk.
Author: rekhanshi raghava
professor by profession.... writer by heart. writing is my passion and something i love the most.....
Booking Picture
It was as if he’d died and his ghost was wandering the streets. Before long we as a whole got on, that was practically what had happened. Nobody specified him after that.
Orphan; remained Orphan…
She chose to adopt a child, and change into a man whom she generally needed, give him all the considerable qualities, and above all teach him how to respect relationships.
The Story Thing….
I turned the pages, they were seven in number. I began to read. I adored, I have read number of writers and was well known to number of composing styles.
Beyond Heat and Desert…..
She at last concurred the length of Marvin would prepare with her. They entered their names and held up to check whether they would be the couple picked.
Kiss: cheers to new life
We sat noiselessly ingested in each other’s look. I moved my seat beside his. What a beautiful noticing neck he had. A romantic story.
Wanted friendship, became lovers…..
I was attached to him, however then that was definitely never love. It was no other feeling than being companions or become friends with him.
A promise to keep….to keep him alive.
Her torment was inconceivable, strangely she wasn’t mindful what specialists said. My mom, helped her to say this.It was forever my mother, who was there for them.
Erasing love….Erasing memories
During one get together party with my friends, all of them questioned me repeatedly about him. I confessed, I think I love him. All of them said we all knew it.
Love and promise…..
Romantic Story about childhood promise and years of wait to reunite with childhood love and friend.
