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Love Story


Love is like the touch of first sunbeam on earth. Just like how the dew drops kiss the lush green, the essence of love kiss the soul first, caressing the ever-beating heart. Those free wings flattering in the sky while thousand of hope lay behind lifelessly on the ground, there's where love resides. 

After a frosty winter when spring comes with its warm touch to melt the icy cold, in that melting season love blossoms spreading the colors of unique shades. 

When a dandelion peeps out from the cracked ground spreading its tiny wings, full of life, that's the power of love; it grows from the broken parts moisturizing the scars with its ever healing perfume. Its presence not only soothes like the humming tune of cuckoo but also repairs the wounded like the gentle touch of Spring. 

The fear of dark haunts in the darkest of nights. But when you start inhaling it with that blissful sight of the placid moon and jingling stars; there where love evolves, away from the materialistic world. 

Walking down the lane when the tiniest bud stops you from moving forward; finding the little ray of hope in its dying phase is what love makes you out of flesh and blood. 

Pushing the window pane when the smile welcomes the air to intrude in the inner world, love silently clears the mess of last night without creating much difference. 

It's not a fairy tale if you don't believe in magic. If you do, nothing is more magical. 

Just like when the writer starts finding him/herself in every corner of the world, he/she never stops growing; love will genuinely keep blooming as you will start noticing it everywhere you see. Love is within; just need the perfect touch to melt the shield. 


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