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It was in one such night that I saw her, her real self her heart and her being. We knew each other much before and may be we were even ...

How strange that I write this today, when all I see is darkness and I am tired, so tired of searching for the light and hope. I am ...

Love is still as strange to me as it has always been, in my many pursuits to understand it; I have only succeeded in failing again ...

Severance is a pain that we all invest in. Every day, every hour, Year after year we live in its shadow. It’s not something we cho...