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
Take care mate... cheers..
take care and keep writing.........
john
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You makes Hat-trick. Loved the depiction of "You" every time.
You, behind life.
Beautiful.
:)
Some lines I like the best -
You understand my silence…
You make me smile anyhow…
Who is this 'You' :P
take care
i dunno...maybe its tucked somewhere in my mind.
sorry..couldn't get you.
an overflow of powerful emotions i guess...
thanks !
maybe coz' the other name of love is pain.
You-a figment of my imagination.
I'm hale and hearty.
:)
thanks! that's how I see my You...
sorry,couldn't get you.
thanks baby !
:) thanks!!
thanks mate !
:)
You-my personal fantasy :)