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Their eyes met mine.

Her eyes are darker than the stormiest night.  They tell a story of love and life Much different …

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A Familiar Stranger.

Long queues amidst the hustle-bustle, Impatient and tensed, folks struggle. The escalator,when there’s time in hand. Stairs to …

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Crumbled pieces.

The crumbled pieces were hard to keep, Accumulate and you easily give in.

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Sweta Ojha
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