The story that we so passionately weaved has become a reminiscence from distance yore. So far I have not mustered enough courage to flip through the leaves of our half-written story, for I know it will wear your fragrance, displaying the impression of our love-drenched tales, and the charm of our scintillating past. No matter how defiant I train my soul to be, and how brave I may appear, when your name echoes my eyes often become moist. And now, to avoid the desirous juncture of emotional barrage I keep our yarn to cherish from yonder and in doing so, often I pass a pensive smile
Story of a passionate dolt
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Beautifully written, Shantanu.
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Thanks so much. Glad you liked it
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You are welcome.
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I feel inspired after reading this, nice work ….
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You are very kind. Thank you for reading
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Yes, a smile hides a lot and yours have such a beautiful story to tell.
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Thanks so much for always reading so beautifully
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You weave such beautiful words
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Appreciate your kindness
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U deserve the kindness of your readers
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