In the ancient city, memories of love and loss linger like the scent of Davana. A tale of heartbreak and rediscovery unfolds, as the protagonist finds solace in a new connection, only to realize the echoes of the past. This bittersweet journey of love and longing resonates through the whispers of time.
All glitters are not Gold... Image credit @ thoughtco Relationship is like a gameplay. I don’t know whether its right or not. However, its hard-to-find commitment in these fast-facing modern times. Maybe, if the life is progressing in a bit slow pace, tender hearts could get a chance. But sadly, your times are out weaker … Continue reading What a firefly taught me; Unless You are Prudent…
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, In secret, between the shadow and the soul. - Pablo Neruda (100 Love Sonnets, 1959) I cried a lot, tears run out like a stream and the scar of my soul is visible on my chest. I shout in the wilderness, I ran like … Continue reading Broken by Her; Mend by Self
Its was very pleasant and lovely climate which made her heart lite. Gentle rays of sun was kissing unceasingly her silky hair, and the gentle breeze elated her spirit. Walking leisurely on the street she notice that her heart throbs so rapidly. Hearing that strange but happy rhythmic beats of her heart she notice him. … Continue reading A Love Story
The art of love Letter writing is like a great meditation in the morning. That will change life. Love is a decision and writing reminds it...
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