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Only Lust?

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 50; the fiftieth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. In association with ​Soulmates: Love without ownership by Vinit K Bansal. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton


She believed him to be her Soulmate and praised him like a God. They were each other's ideal until the day he discovered that she had a girl in her womb. He lashed hard on her stomach. She wailed in pain holding it tight with care. Did he promise of only lust with no love?  

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  1. Awww... that is painful, but is indeed a reality. Beautifully written, my dear Sims - wish you a super fabulous 2015 :)

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  2. Soul mates of the 21st era!

    Thought provoking post. All the Best for BAT50.

    Regards,
    Megha

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  4. It’s quite an act of heartless, then how could it be love?

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  5. Short and sweet but logical question asked~

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  6. Someone very close to me has experienced the similar pain. It was a heart touching write up. Goodluck.

    You can read my entries too which I sent towards BAT 50-
    1. http://thewhitescape.wordpress.com/2015/01/04/umang/
    2. http://thewhitescape.wordpress.com/2015/01/04/the-empty-me/
    3. http://thewhitescape.wordpress.com/2015/01/04/her-touch/

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  7. Pensive and Proactive words. Greatly written the 55 fiction. ATB for BAT 50 .

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  8. True soulmate does not long for lust; good question raised.

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  9. How sad! But this is the harsh reality of today.

    Explained so beautifully in few words.

    Very lovely.

    Regards,
    Khushboo

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  10. this is power packed small packet, so much in very few words, and thought provoking too.

    My Blogaton#50 post Soulmates

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  11. hmm,Its a nice post :D
    but I was waiting for a bit longer one! :(

    love
    ash

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