Sweet Silence

“I don’t love you,” she replied to him as he sat on one knee with a rose in his hand, looking at her face with love in his eyes and smile on his lips. “I am sorry,” she apologized with a hope that he won’t feel hurt.

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Lost

I am lost in your thoughts. I keep thinking of you 24*7, though not on purpose. Do I love you? I don’t know. Do I want a future with you? Certainly. Will I be ready to fight for you and keep you in my life forever? Yes, but I genuinely wish that you don’t put me in that position, that you never question my loyalty in such a fashion.

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Exhausted

My father and brother never appreciate most of the work I do. My brother associates development with economy and father always wishes for the impossible. When it is about studies, he wishes I should score excellent marks in all the subjects. Being an above average student in academics, it’s not practically possible for my distracted mind and weak memory to concentrate equally and give the best results in everything I put my head into. I don’t possess academic but verbal or linguistic and musical or rhythmic intelligence among the ten types of intelligences explained by Howard Gardener.

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