Every time the lights will go on in Park Street on a rainy July evening, I’ll think of you, staggering past, head bowed down, shuffling, so fragile, so human, so unbelievably mine in that split second.
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Stories From trust
The wait for the next episode/season begins – Oh, the horror! – It is emotionally exasperating, tiresome and annoying; you can’t hold your horses. In fact, you want to gallop into the future, just to end this irrita...
Other than the exchanges of warmth and security, there’s another most important thing. The foundation of every relationship - trust and faith. Promises were made based on which beautiful futures were planned. When t...