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It was not often that Sameer would not be bored of something; usually he rarely stuck to one thing or one place, or even one person. His Nanu often compared him to a butterfly, flitting from one flower to another, never resting at one place. He didn’t really know…
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Just like the colors in a Kaleidoscope would turn and twist to reveal new formations, the mind of the two people in Marina café also started to swim through flashes of colors, from clear to blur images. Time stood still as the tale of destiny started to play like…
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The orange gold rays of the sun filtered through the dense clouds, it was still April, yet she wished that the rains would come soon. She loved watching this street in particular while it rained. The deep grey tarmac would turn onyx, glittering as water gathered, and the white…
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Cool blue, rosy pink and sandy yellow tones blended across the vast expanse of eastern sky bringing along with it the shimmering rays of dawn. Naina Maheshwari stood on the terrace offering her prayers to the sun, dressed in a red and green bandhej saree with her mangalsutra and…
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The sound of resounding slap rang in his ears as Sameer Maheshwari listened to his mother confessing about being in regular touch with Naina. Each word hit him with a force of a brick, and the weight settled deep in his stomach weighing him down with guilt, anguish, regret.…
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Nainital had never looked so beautiful to him. Sameer was still reeling from the magic of his first kiss… and a couple of more kisses after that since he had not been able to keep his lips away from Naina’s for more than five minutes at a stretch. He…