It was a hot summer day of April. And Prem was missing his Simran very dearly. She had gone only for a week. But Prem felt that she had gone too long. He was just sitting in the varandah and simply looking at the blue horizon trying to draw her face on the clean sky. When suddenly, a cricket ball landed on his face, but his attention was not
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Gosh, your posts always bring tears in me! They are filled with so much emotions. I should stop reading your posts at work! :). People passing by might think I am crying! LOL!...JK!
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But please don't stop reading my posts :)
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