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myfirstlove143-blog · 6 years
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MY LOVE IS NOT FOR YOU
MY LOVE IS NOT FOR YOU
Even after five years, still I do not know why she is still a part of my life. Things are not like they are supposed to be but I have no regret with what happened to me because today I am achieving beyond my expectations. Sometimes I feel I should forgive her but why I do not know .one of the reasons may be as nothing gives me so much pleasure as her one smile used to give me.
From childhood, I…
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LOVE TAKES EVERYTHING
Yesterday, I saw her in the mall she was happy with her husband and children. I never wanted to come to this city but my parents live here and most of my relatives live in nearby this city. This had given every bit taste of life from student union leader to the crazy lover to life long pain and many things more.
Five years ago, when I used to stay in this town .my life was full of colour and I…
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NETWORK KILLS RELATION
When I was in college, I had many friends and my social network was huge. There was no time when I was alone. I was quite popular back then. Usually, people wanted to be famous like me. Many of friends were in the hit list of the dean. Usual I used to party or in fighting for my circle but actual for myself which I did not release at that time.
One day, I was bullying a decent guy by making his…
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myfirstlove143-blog · 6 years
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LOVE NEEDS MISMATCH
Today I was feeling lonely because yesterday I had arranged my girlfriend birthday party at the marina restaurant. As she got a new job in foreign so I invited all her friends. Diya’s best friend is my friend girlfriend about which I had no idea before she came along with him yesterday. We started the celebration at late night After enjoying on the dance floor, we went to the dining hall and…
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LOVE IS LIKE WINE
LOVE IS LIKE WINE
Yesterday when I was going to my office, I saw Mr Mehta was buying a flower bouquet and he was very happy. He was wearing a new suit. As, I was in a hurry, so I thought to talk to him later to know secret of his happiness. He was living in our society from the past six years and we never saw him so happy. Usually, his companion Mr Banerjee tell us about him .as their children left them to old age…
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Hard Work Pays Off
Hard Work Pays Off
In the city  of dreams, a dreamer arrived on the railway station of  New Delhi. Ashish came for the preparation of UPSC exam, as he heard from childhood, ’Vijay uncle gets respect because of his government job. Ashish’s father’s friend was in New Delhi and they had space for paying guest. So, they asked Ashish’s father, to let Ashish be their paying guest. So, Ashish went to their house after…
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myfirstlove143-blog · 6 years
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LOVE TEARS
Five months ago, I went to temple to thank God for giving me such a nice bride. But God had something else to give me and make my life tangled. After praying to Him. I thought to go in the temple kitchen as on daily basis, the temple gave free food to needy. They welcome volunteers. I used to help them and I am a regular volunteer to them.
While going to the kitchen, I saw a woman crying and…
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My Unrequited First Love
My Unrequited First Love
There’s nothing more pure and innocent as young love, and I had a young love once too. I was studying in college and had a group of friends that I used to hang out with. For the first time in forever I had somewhere I belonged to. Simmi, Prashant, Alok and me, that was my small and comfortable group. Like all college students we chilled out together and had fun like there was no tomorrow. Simmi…
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myfirstlove143-blog · 6 years
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INNOCENT LOVE
We have seen many forms of love, even then we do not know what is going to happen next in our story also we are deceived by someone whom we thing they can never leave us. Last year was my happiest year I ever spent in my life because I had done so much of things like from adjust of curtain during school fest to bunking classes on the name of preparation of swimming for inter school competition…
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myfirstlove143-blog · 6 years
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SOLDIER LOVE SACRIFICE
Everyone wants to spend a luxury life for that they spend their whole life in the search of it. Even then also they find their self far away from destination. But a soldier always has intention to give simile on his nation citizens at any cost.
In the winter season, Rajveer Singh- an army soldier started journey towards his house in holiday. He had many plans in his mind to execute. Everyone was…
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True love Story of Satyam
True love Story of Satyam
There is a phrase,’’ the sun sets to rise again the next morning ‘. Satyam’s life was in the critical condition as his father was upset with him. No school was ready to take admission because of his past behaviour.
Satyam’s father asked his boss for recommendation, he understood the conditions of his employee and asked in his connection for the admission of Satyam. he done his work for which his…
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True Love Story of Satyam
True Love Story of Satyam
As we all know the charm of moon can be seen in night only. Similarly,the true love first when every surrounding eye look scary and seems to be lifeless for us. The heart starts searching for that person with whom we can share our journey of life without any hesitation and worries. What I am going to tell you is that part of history which you will never get to see anywhere because this is the…
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Childhood love
vo din abhee bhee yaad aata hai jab paapa se bahut jid karane ke baad 5 roope maange the kyoonki klaas mein tumane kaha tha tumhe golagappe bahut pasand hain…aur mujhe tum achchhee lagatee theen…tumhaara aur mera ghar aajoo baajoo tha aur raaste mein kailaash golagappe vaala apana thela lagaata tha…ghar jaane ke do raaste the tum dusare raaste jaatee aur main golagappe kee dukaan vaale raaste…us…
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myfirstlove143-blog · 6 years
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LOVE LETTERS
*The following open letters are for the men that I have met and made such great impact in my life.
To the one who never left,
Yes, you will not see this unless I show it to you because we were never Facebook or Instagram friends/followers. Roughly four years ago, we met on what we call “hopeless place”. You were on a break from work and I was doing a dare. Just funny how things turned out though…
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myfirstlove143-blog · 6 years
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Wingless Flight
♫ I should have been chasing you, I should have been trying to prove, That you were all that mattered to me, I should have said all the things, That I kept inside of me and maybe, I could have made you believe, That what we had was all we ever need. ♫
I wanted to forget what day it was today. But turns out, my mind wouldn’t allow it. If you’ve only been brave enough to ask questions, I would…
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myfirstlove143-blog · 6 years
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Why You?
I couldnt make out why he had to be so…troublesome. He always has to have is way. He always has to have any girl he wants. He had the most amazing, not-a-care-in-the-world life. Why did he have to step into mine? Ethan Parker: The most stubborn guy on the planet. Star football player and total jackass. Every girl is head over heels for him. I just dont really understand why. He has terrible…
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Please don't forget me...
Please don’t forget me…
My name is Jason. The story I want to tell is my own and it is as truthful as I can make it. I still don’t completely understand it and I just need to get it out, all of it, for the first time.
I was born May 22, 2001. My mother was a drug addict and was 16. I can’t blame her for what happened, for leaving me. She left me when I was 1 and I never saw her again. I never met my father and I don’t…
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