The author of this blog stopped writing here long time back. The posts published here embarrass her now. And hence, there is very little chance that she is going to write here again.

This blog is hence declared to be in a state of COMA.

The love maybe lost, but its memories are not – PART 3

PART 2 Here
A month later
That day, their classes had got over at 2 in the afternoon. An easy time-table is sure enough to make the day for any student.
"Jahnvi, we need to talk. Like, right now!" Aditya said in a rather grave tone. She was standing with some of her female friends in a semi-circle and before he had even uttered a word, they started tingling and teasing her with naughty giggles. 

Friendship, trust, honesty and....blah, whatever!

Why's it so hard to see
That everything wrong ain't in me
Why's it so easy to blame
And in everything amiss, to drag my name?
Why?
Why can't you understand
I can be right, you can be wrong
Why can't this blame-game cease
For we are friends, not the police!

I want wings...

Wings that take me away
from this world so confined.
Wings that fly me to a place
myself, where I could find.
I want wings.
Wings that set me free
Wings that let me be
Wings that allow me see

One hand clap

I can clap with one hand. 
Only your face is needed. 
:P
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Say, "hey"! :D

Someone asked me, "I want to talk to her. But what should I say?!"
I replied, "where there is a will, there is a 'HEY'!"
:P
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The love maybe lost, but its memories are not — PART 2

PART 1 here 
The first proposal: A flashback
This dates back to the time when she, Jahnvi, was a fresher in college, just out of the protective boundaries of school, into a world that belongs to no-ONE. She was curious, excited, nervous and with absolutely no idea about how good, or bad, this new life was going to turn out to be. All in all, she was how most of us at this stage of life are, what say, 'innocent'? 

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