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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Love,
Nikhil
Hey it's Mehreen from Simply Me... changed my blog and blog id.
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http://the-perfect-line.blogspot.com/
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urs..hemu..
loved it mate...
take care... cheers...
take care and keep writing..........
I could never write this way.
fantasies of what will never be...lovely
Thanks!!!
thanks!! yes,i've visited your new place :)
thanks!!!!!
thanks!!!! made me smile :)
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thanks!!! i miss your poems though :)
thanks !!!
thanks!!!
*bows*
This is an acrostic poem.I guess this will help you- http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Acrostic