June 2020
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The sky was a blazing blue, the bright sun a celebration of yellow; the dried grass nodding in the summer breeze, insects buzzing around the majestic red poppies. A group of three huffed up a steep set of stone stairs, wiping their sweat, pausing at regular interval, guzzling water.…
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Next morning Naina woke up determined to fulfill her resolution of winning Sameer back. It shouldn’t be difficult at all, she was confident of that. She just needed to apologize properly, tell him repeatedly that she loved him, and he would melt within minutes giving in to her. And…
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Number 18 was said to be denoting the emotion of sacrificing self to fulfill a larger vision; a number in some mythology representing slavery and bondage. Sameer Maheshwari didn’t know all this, and never even thought about meaning behind numbers but Naina’s 18th birthday had rocked the very foundation…
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Now One year later, another house was decked up like a bride, the festivities surpassing the ones at Nirmal Jyoti society. The huge gates were lighted up, the entire lawn dotted with figurines, the bushes sported fairy lights, and the huge white bungalow gleamed with different colors of lights…
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Then Nirmal Jyoti society was decked up like a bride, never before had the people over there seen such a grand decoration, and lighting. The gates were covered in lights and fake ivy; the exterior walls had strings of fairy lights hanging from them; the road outside was lit…
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It was one of the regular mornings at Maheshwari house. The swimming pool glittered in the sun, the white exterior paint giving a feeling of grandeur, the sprawling lawns like an invitation to spend lazy afternoon. Sameer Maheshwari whistled as he combed his hair, checking his reflection in the…
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