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SHE.....AS TOLD BY HE


I pray lights go out again.

I could see her luminous eyes in candle-light. My mind went blank and heart skipped a beat. Her visage seemed lovelier now. Nature was speechless to see her like this. She was talking nonchalantly all the time. I had decided- she was all mine.

Thus began a magnificent tale……………
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Amal Bose said…
nicely written.. ;)
July 4, 2010 at 5:27 AM
Lucifer said…
wow!!! the dude has a way with words...rather u make him have a way with words :)
July 4, 2010 at 9:55 AM
Pooja said…
So nice written! :)
July 4, 2010 at 10:46 AM
Tulika said…
I pray lights go out again.

Mush !

:) :)
July 4, 2010 at 11:18 AM
Rià said…
wow!! lovely dear.
July 4, 2010 at 2:17 PM
Unknown said…
Wonderful, those are the words you fall'in love as soon as you hear them....may it be a really magnificent tale.
July 4, 2010 at 2:52 PM
Priya Joyce said…
I juss went on to visualize this...

so bloody well expressed!!
July 4, 2010 at 4:41 PM
Thousif Raza said…
thats is so so beautiful....... loved it..,.. :)

take care and keep writing........
July 4, 2010 at 7:38 PM
Luscious Sealed Lips said…
The thins candle lights can do to people. And then, men find no point in it. :P

Kisses.
July 5, 2010 at 7:25 AM
Nikhil Menon said…
I recommend the Interpreter of Maladies,..It has a similar tale to say.. :)
July 5, 2010 at 11:14 AM
The Enchantress said…
beautiful...u have described women's beauty as keats used to do..
July 5, 2010 at 11:57 AM
Bikram said…
and they lived happily ever after ... mmmmmmmmm beautiful story...
July 5, 2010 at 8:37 PM
Hemanth Potluri said…
words make expression and u make words which make the beautiful expressions..

urs..hemu..
July 10, 2010 at 11:16 PM
Anwesa said…
@Amal,
Thanks !!
July 13, 2010 at 10:03 AM
Anwesa said…
@Mayz,
Thanks !!
July 13, 2010 at 10:03 AM
Anwesa said…
@Pooja,
Thanks dear !!!
July 13, 2010 at 10:04 AM
Anwesa said…
@Ria,
Thanks girl !
July 13, 2010 at 10:04 AM
Anwesa said…
@Vivek,
Thanks !!

Welcome to this place !
July 13, 2010 at 10:05 AM
Anwesa said…
@Lil' Priya,
:) That sounds sweet kiddo !
July 13, 2010 at 10:06 AM
Anwesa said…
@Thousif,
:) Thanks !!
July 13, 2010 at 10:06 AM
Anwesa said…
@Nikhil,
Yeah,the first story....
July 13, 2010 at 10:07 AM
Anwesa said…
@Nikita,
That's such a great honour !! Thanks a lot !
July 13, 2010 at 10:08 AM
Anwesa said…
@Bikramjit,
Yeah,hope so....

Thanks !!
July 13, 2010 at 10:08 AM
Anwesa said…
@Aditi,
Thanks !
July 13, 2010 at 10:09 AM
Anwesa said…
@Hemu,

:) Felt great to read your reply ...
July 13, 2010 at 10:09 AM
redemption ain't dat easy said…
thus began a magnificent tale...

and lots of unkempt promises
:(
September 13, 2010 at 11:36 PM
Anwesa said…
@redemption....,

Life is bitter-sweet,ain't it ?
September 15, 2010 at 11:39 PM
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