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Was it that he left, or she never had him. Silence was her loudest cry, after he left. She was like a broken instrument, Which hated, its own voice. Everything seemed irksome. Not able to believe, the ongoing incidents in her life, She started asking people for advice, considering themĀ sagacious enough to understand her. But... Continue Reading →

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11 Post Meridiem…

When clock stuck 11, earthquake occurred in my mind.

Dear Mr. Exhausted..

    Dear.. Mr. Exhausted So is the whim. Completely kaput. Exhausted being a friend. No one found to be a Dutchman, buttinskiĀ  or a clubhouse lawyer rather a falsifier. I wanted to pour down so started off with you. When everything went parsimonious I trusted you. Hope you'll keep with it. Today!! today the... Continue Reading →

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