April 21, 2009

Then she saw him..

I saw his almost lifeless body. My heart skipped a beat. This explained everything. I knew he could never have left me. How do I have even thought of that? How could I have doubted his love? I hated myself. I rushed next to him and held his cold hand. The hand I’ll never leave.


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8 comments:

  1. The Vitruvian BoyTuesday, April 21, 2009 1:48:00 AM

    Wow...
    This continuity and perspective is very good....


    good post.... :)

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  2. AnonymousTuesday, April 21, 2009 2:46:00 AM

    i was waiting for this !! :)

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  3. TanTuesday, April 21, 2009 5:01:00 AM

    Inspirational post... This form is quick and interesting; however, you need to have the whole story in mind and need to know specifically what you intend to write. I loved the way the writer has put across the thoughts here.

    Keep writing :)

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  4. PULKITTuesday, April 21, 2009 9:22:00 AM

    loved the movement of script in positive direction!
    optimistic view of creativity!
    :)

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  5. AnonymousTuesday, April 21, 2009 10:47:00 AM

    too good Rash... :)

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  6. Aparna (Life Takes)Tuesday, April 21, 2009 12:58:00 PM

    the continuation is apt

    keep it up rash :)

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  7. mysterious galTuesday, April 21, 2009 3:43:00 PM

    too good sweetheart ...now wait for my turn :P

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  8. Yamini MeduriTuesday, April 21, 2009 4:09:00 PM

    wow...thats the best write up friend..!!!

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