Women are blinded by emotions ;
Men by women.
CONTINUED FROM PREVIOUS POST… Eighteen months later…. I was beginning to like my work. It was a challenge sometimes. I had learnt to go beyond boundaries. The dreams which had eluded me once, were dawning as reality now. I had my taste of success and as they say nothing succeeds like success. I had developed a knack for solving my own problems. One day , I chanced by a couple who were seated in a corner of the quaint little coffee shop. I couldn’t believe my eyes…. Divya and Sandip…here of all places. I couldn’t help but confront them. Divya was warmer than ever before and Sandip… I knew he was feeling a bit coy..its so typical of him. But I was more than surprised when he asked me to join them. Though I didn’t refuse, they found me going after five minutes. I invited them for lunch on Sunday. It was a fine Sunday morning and my guests were sharp on time. Divya offered me help in the kitchen and I chose not to refuse. My books kept Sandip busy. She could read my mind and went on with h
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precise..!!
:)
I feel blinded right now.. :P
Luv,
Nikhil
u hit the nail rite on its head dear :-)
do write acrostics and poems once in a way too... not only isms :D
good going ya...... :)
take care and keep writing...........
thanks!!!!
hope you get to read a poem soon on this blog....
nay...there are absolutely no exceptions to this :)the converse is not true...
i know :)
:P