This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 54 ; the fifty-fourth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton . It was the first downpour of the season, vanquishing the summer heat. Jia, with her earnest brown eyes, was watching outside through a window glass. She was mesmerized to spot a peacock dancing beautifully on the terrace of a distant building. She saw a crowd standing outside under the cafe roof, waiting for the rain to stop and so that they could continue to walk toward their respective destinations. Jia was a sensitive child and mature beyond an eight year old. There were two kinds of people she found standing under the roof. Some of them were silent and calm enjoying the pleasant rains, like her. Whereas, others were despite being strangers were friendly enough to start a conversation for a while. Jia could see them smiling, exchanging numbers. Maybe they ...
Sweet indeed Simran :)
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I wish it is sweet pair! Good one Simi!
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Yeh poem mast cute hai :-)loved the lines.
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Deleteawww..thank you :)
BTW...Don't see you much these days..hope things are going well at your end.
Love and life are strange!
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Deletethank you, Sir :)
Love and life are strange!
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DeleteI wish it is sweet pair!
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DeleteLike everyone else, wish for a sweet pair:)
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DeleteVery sweet and natural expression simu..:) just beautiful.
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Deletelines are so sweet and super cute...hope it is a sweet pair...:)
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DeleteShort, sweet and cute indeed. :) Also I sense the 'uncertainty' stringed with love..
ReplyDeleteGlad reading your words dear Namrata....thanks a lot!
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