I wondered how perfect the leaves looked, with their neatly cut out shape and their intricate veins on them.
That day, I was not even aware of what is actually happening, and my world began to crumble like a house of cards. The death of my father, whom I was the favourite child, with whom I felt safe, and took a part of me.
To walk on the same path covered by them, to breathe in the same air of love, breathed by them, to enjoy the sameness of love in its irreducible measure was thrilling.
A small yellow butterfly sat on Kamla’s leg. She smiled. Kishore puts the mat on the grasses and helped Kamla, they both are now laying on the mat and watching the sky.
One day she fell in love of an angel named autumn at the first sight. And she wanted to met him each time
“Have I told you recently how much I love you?” He struggled, his voice raspy.“Only every day!” She replied, her eyes moist and her fingers wrapped tightly around his.
You came in my life,Like seasons advance in an year.First you were like summer;Hot, pinching, irritating and unbearable.
We gave up. We broke up. We set each other free. But we could not stop loving. The anguish, the pain, the loss of a dream so precious was unbearable. And so scary.
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In a pool of shame its choices drown;Surrender that defying countenance,Or be sold amok: not a guinea but half pence…