A hand to hold on

I can’t walk alone,

Give me a hand to hold on.

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Will you ever come back? 

If I cry for you

Will you come back? 

If I promise to be your slave 

Will you come back? 

I can’t get over you

I guess I will never. 

My love was true for you

But you were there to enjoy. 

Her Red Dress


She got up. It was supposed to be one of the most important day of her life, then why everyone was being emotional? Everything seems to be in slow motion. Everyone wanted to be close to her, everyone wanted to take care if her. She hot ready in her beautiful red saree. Everyone watching her with eyes full of tears. They saw her coming downstairs. Everyone watching her like they’ve forgot to blink. She kept her gaze on floor. Bangles and diamond necklace shining on her. He hold her in tight embrace and for the first time that evening she lift her gaze. All the rituals were performed well. She was starting her new life. She was getting married.

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