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YOU.....

It was fate that I lost you.
But was it really necessary to do away with your memories as well ?

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erer said…
ah... sets me thinking.
January 23, 2011 at 12:48 AM
Arv said…
oh my...

like the Sunshine... am thinking too...

but hey.. the future is always bright, never forget that :)

take care,

cheers,
Arv.
January 24, 2011 at 12:18 PM
Priya said…
Do I hav control over my memories...??

Nop...
January 24, 2011 at 1:54 PM
Thousif Raza said…
deep but where r u? i updated my blog after a long time .. and yum where gayab :P

take care and keep writing.... :)
January 25, 2011 at 3:40 PM
Tulika said…
ouch ! That hurts ! :(

Profound.
January 28, 2011 at 3:32 PM
Pri said…
sometimes, memories just make life go from bad to worse..
sometimes we have to let go!!
January 30, 2011 at 12:19 AM
Anwesa said…
@warmsunshine,
........
February 4, 2011 at 6:33 PM
Anwesa said…
@Scribbling girl,
:)
February 4, 2011 at 6:48 PM
Anwesa said…
@Arv,
hmmmm....but memories ! :sigh:
February 4, 2011 at 6:50 PM
Anwesa said…
@Priya,
......difficult to answer.
February 4, 2011 at 6:52 PM
Anwesa said…
@Tulika,
Good to see you :)
February 4, 2011 at 6:53 PM
Anwesa said…
@redemption.....,
Yes,one has to live with it.
February 4, 2011 at 6:54 PM
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