At that moment we also understood that there was nobody between us…real or imaginary…we were together. Instantly, we also felt a surge of intense love!
I remained a friend to her till her death, doctor. We are not married. Probably on seeing us together, you depicted that I am the reason for your paralyzed condition.
Read the whole love story, let your imagination run wild. If and only if unable to get context, think of stars and rain.
It’s not just her tanned skin and dark eyes that attracts me. It is her presence, her sublimity, her modesty, her surrender that draws me to her like the Earth to the Sun.
This Hindi poem highlights the mental state of a person who enclosed Himself in a four boundary wall and Love to Live alone with his Own thoughts.
It was around this time when he started being more important to me. I wonder how it was but it became a habit to look at him, look for him.
I started reading the book, the story was good and kept me engaging.The night has become silent and breeze was cool, like the touch of a vampire.
The dream which I have mentioned above, opens up in a tense note, a thick hazy canopy of a desolate, barren, ancient dilapidated ruins of a huge mansion
Short Story Love: Love story of a schizophrenic girl who is, in her imaginary world, in love with three lovers. She also discovered the fourth one.