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She now stares at me; a stare that communicates her inconsiderable amount of love for me. I step back in awe, removing my touch from hers.
This is the story related to a lady who raised a new step which is the sign of modern thinking rather than giving the false-respect to the thinking of old-aged people.
Love is happiness it’s not a prisonment so please let your partner live however he/she is. Love one with no conditions and live with them as it’s the last day ever.
Nowadays, girls are not inferior than boys. Life -Partner should also be educated and able to earn for livelihood like men to financially support the family.
She had a big deep scar on her forehead which was enough to spook me up. Her expressionless face and innocent eyes were hiding some deep dark secrets.
I’m the princess of my Papa,And laado of my Mamma. There are different kinds of, people in the world and I, have to prove myself between all these.
I did learn cooking your favorite foods. I did join aerobic classes and I spent most of the money on you and your useless demands. That was again not enough for me to prove my love for you.
Interestingly, I have also come across people who have considered me polite, decent and ‘sanskari’ but then my straight forward answers made them bang their heads against the wall.
In the next week, Liz was also fired, just because she accepted to marry John. It was what John to feel happy, then why he rejected her? And, finally why she is fired?
There stood a big building called winter wood mill. And after that day on she would walk towards the mill without any reason as if her feet skid her there without her permission.