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He was born in a land far away. They worked there.  They decided to celebrate his first birthday  in their home country. His relatives said the boy looks like him.  Her relatives said the boy looks just like her. The couple smiled, looking at each other. Little did the relatives know, the boy was adopted.

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2007:I love you. I miss you. I will always be with you. I cannot live without you. I want to marry you. You are different.
2011:Oh my parents will not agree. Oh our cultures are different. Oh you will not fit in my family. You are different.
2013:Truth. Lies. I’ll never know. Life will continue. With you or without you.
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I cannot explain how busy I am but this I had to post!!!!!

“I’ll only marry someone who can drive a car and very well at that.”, he said lazily stretching himself, “And someone who can cook exceptionally”

Unthinking words thrown carelessly.

She looked at the words scornfully. Conditional love never met with her approval.

She joined driving classes secretly the next day. Cooking classes that same afternoon.

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Sunshine, flowers, butterflies and birds;
Darkness, candles, soft and special words;
From see to sense to touch to feel;
A sense of belonging, every lover’s dream.
Happiness in conversation, comfort in silence,
Solace in togetherness, a divine confluence;
Maybe a kiss or a hug or simply a fleeting look;
Each time, the emotion, privately understood.

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How can someone rely on someone else for their own happiness? Waiting and longing for his arrival. His smile made her happy and his words made all the difference. Finally, the door bell rang. The wait was over at last! She opened the door to see his smile and hear the words she was dying to hear, “Miss, your double cheese burst pizza” enjoyyy!

P.S- Inspired by a conversation with another M:) who loves pizza!

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She was six. But her best buddy was closer to thirty. They chatted, played and bonded like they belonged together. Akin to a mother and daughter. Except they were not. She fondly called her MM. People would ask what about when MM gets married? Phat came the reply, “I’ll marry her son and go live with her!”

 

P.S- This is inspired by a conversation I had with my niece!

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Saturday Night. Old friends.Conversations.Bitching. TV. Music.Food. Cocktails and Mocktails. Wine and Beer. Hot and Cold.Love.Longing. Security.Happiness.Good time.Memories.

Saturday Night.Party time. Friends. Friends of friends.Old friends. New Friends. Networking.Food.Spirit. High.Low. Pleasure.Panic.Love.Hate.Pride.Insecurity.Mind games.Conversations.Misunderstandings.