He never knew how to write, engage in meaningful conversation, or to engage in any joyful mind banter. A dolt he was, often wandered in the wilderness lost in his thoughts. And then in the morning of that bitter winter, when grayness clouded the pewter horizons, he sauntered listlessly dissolving in the oblivion’s mist. In some momentary trice, he fell off the fragile rails into a thousand feet deep pit.
He was rescued the following day unhurt. The rumor was he was found floating on mist smiling, appearing content and in peace. A miracle happened that day and another one in the days to come, for he ensorcelled oracle’s wisdom, solving problems, enthusing positivity, and radiating brilliance through his touch and verse.
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Oh wow! Miracle indeed.
Thanks so much for reading, Punam
You are welcome, Shantanu.
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How fantastic! A tale from another world…thank you for using the word so beautifully, Shantanu.
I enjoyed reading this, Shantanu. Your gift with words never seems to stop amazing me.
Thanks so much my dear friend. Appreciate your words
You are such an amazing person. Thanks so much dear
You’re welcome 😊
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A pleasure to always read your work, my friend.
Loved It! I amaze at how frequently you can come up with such awesome writings.
You are very kind. Thanks so much ❤️
I am ensorcelled by your words😍
Shift those hearts to ears plz☺️
You are are a sweet soul dear ❤️
Wow, what a story. You have a damn creative mind.
You are very kind. Thank you for your words. Much appreciate it