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Achha laga!! sachha laga..

Dheeray se yun tera meri zindagi mein aana.. achha laga.. sachha laga!!

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he never took her out!! all his trips to abroad were just his..she was too busy.. with kids. life and most of all his home!!! but all his packing was done by her! she did it from the needle to the trimmer.. it was her job.. and he was least bothered.. he was sure she'll put everything in and she did!

but life changes.. as it always does.. sometimes at a time which we dont like!!!

she had to go.. all of a sudden leaving behind everything for him..


today as he dragged his suitcase on the trolley little did anybody know what he was going through..

as i looked at him and his suitcase.. somehow i figured it out!it was sad and heart breaking... sometimes there is so much pain inside that u cant see it on the face.. u can just feel it..

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a sad flash!

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