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While his love had conditions, there were other people who loved her unconditionally.
“Why did you leave?” a sorrowful tree weeped for someone’s company. All the leaves were peacefully sleeping on the ground. Since the sky was filled with grey clouds and water droplets could start precipitating any moment, there were no birds or bees to share thoughts with too as all of them were comfortably snugged…
Just like the leaves learn to bloom after autumn, your heart too will learn to love.
Anger and hate disrupts the mind and corrupts the soul.
Hey borl! I don’t really know if you are a girl or a boy so I will call you borl joining the two words. So, lately mom and dad are really happy because you are about to come in the world. I am also very happy but no one pays attention to me anymore. Everything…
We are all pawns in the game of life, bound by the workings of the fate.
The clock ticking on the wall. The white sheets on the furniture rustling lightly with the wind. The bags zipped up and carelessly lying in the corner. The empty photo frames that once held smiling photographs staring blankly. Tears in eyes as the walls that heard so many talks bids farewell. Time to leave and…
She could be very bitter. But his sweetness always mellowed her anger.
Life without dreams is like a pen without ink.
The best way to get work done is to challenge the ego.
Only if you believe in magic, the tragic will turn into a comedy.