Love is Blind

I wanted to share this short story long back,but somehow couldn’t.
This incident happened when i was working in mumbai.I used to commute through local trains .
When you travel in mumbai train,u can get a new story everyday.
Trains are so crowded during peak hours,like almost overflowing with people.
When i travel in train i usually carry a book & enjoy reading.

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In Silence

In search of the true one, was always running in my mind. Being the quieter one and finally letting go of the long held emotion, the truth hit like a frost bite. It took so long to accept reality that she was never meant for me, but for someone else whom she had loved and married. Fair enough, life moved on as one thing I had learnt is to keep emotions and life separate.
After all, I am a human being. As time passed by and life flowing through stream, a smile in the corner caught my site finally. The smile of someone with whom I had lost the opportunity of being formally introduced. Once again, being shy, I cared less to act smart. Then came the day, when we got to exchange our names and what we do. Then again, murmuring to myself, this is not you, stop seeing sunlight and so few days pass by.

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Endings open doors to new beginnings.

Mella giggled as she looked over at her friend, Deeva, raising an eyebrow as she held up her glass, “To the asshole that broke my heart. Let him have a life time of no.. No.. Sex! He liked that. None of that for him.” Laughter from all around her signaled that she had amused the crowd that had surrounded them in the bar. It started out at just Mella and Deeva pity drinking, but then a few calls were made and now, it was a party. Post break up party. She downed her drink and felt its sting on the way down, shaking her head before letting out a, “woo!” and asking for another. She frowned when the bartender refused her and she snarled at him, “Well thanks. Im not that drunk.” She slurred slightly and watched her vision blur. Lies. Maybe she was. RIght now, she didnt care.

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love!!!

My name is Muhammad Abid.iwas som strong about my emossion .i could not imagine to fall in love with anyone .but,
when i enterd in university i met a girl.she was so nice.no girl was here like her in university.she was gracefull,respectfull and ravishing .
i describe my all feelings with her ,byt she always deny me.i was in so trouble to share every thinmg with her byut she always said i am not understanding you i am not.

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LOVE……my love is gone

Sudheer is from india….went to Ireland for further studies with his elder brother satya . There he meets a beautiful Korean girl sun mi at his work place. This was his first crush with her , later he feels he likes her very much and loves her… he always helps her at every situation when she feels a difficult…she too likes him and were very close to each other .One day sudheer propose to sun mi… and she asks for a time to think.. later accepts his proposal..they loved each other very much… this love made them for 3 years with fights and joys … and were happy all the time . Both mentalities are good and gud with every one .The day has come to break there relations.. its time to leave to their countries as their studies were finished. So firstly sun mi left to korea with

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If this isn’t love tell me what it is.

One boy and one girl. They had been passing each other in the hallways for a year. It took them a while to notice each other, but once they did they instantly became friends because he, a football player, was the male equivalent to her, a smart girl who enjoyed several extra curricular activites. They quickly became close. They were best friends who shared everything with each other. They simply called each other “best friend” because that’s the only 

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Incredible love!

Thought of writing whatever is in my memory until now from d very first day i.e., 20th Feb ‘09.
It was Friday that day. i remember i was checking my orkut account from my cell (which i rarely operate) n saw for the very first time a friend request from a guy of London (got excited ,a firangi has sent me request as i m always curious about foreign ,don’t know y)

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Heartbreaks, a Resort, and What-Have-You!

Let me tell you how me and my boyfriend were able to fix things up in this really unassuming place where we want to spend our honeymoon after we get married this coming June. After almost a month of breaking-up with him because of heartaches and quarrels (Reason? You know the type – some petty little things like I think Sarah Geronimo’s wonderful while he thinks she’s one awful singer), I started looking for a good hotel, resort, what-have-you, just to release the bad thoughts that were swarming around my head during that time. You know, I’m a call center agent in Makati and every night’s like a living hell (not to mention my annoying boss) so I was craving for a quick summer getaway. I then started to look for one on the Internet by visiting websites

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First year, first love"

I saw him for the first time on my bus stop… He stood there, long curly hair that caught my attention… and that too to a extent that I couldn’t take my eyes off him. Whenever I saw, I did pay attention! I was always spell bound to see him. It was a pleasure to see him around. The first time we coincidentally sat together, the entire time I was thinking about picking up a conversation. Finally, he said something and I asked about his work and all, too my utmost surprise he knew mine… even that made me so happy!

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True Love or Not?

She was fearfully clutching her keys, petrified and furious; Shawna decided she was going to leave. Makeup smeared down her bony face, her scrawny husband, Kevin, has been beating her. He wanted Shawna to leave on her own, not make her leave. They had a fifteen-year-old daughter, Alyssa; she knew that the reason her parents were fighting was all because of her. Neither her parents nor she wanted to admit it but it was the truth. Shawna didn’t want to leave her high school sweetheart but it was getting too terrible to deal with; it just wasn’t meant to be. Kevin thought he started to love someone else. Kevin won’t admit that he doesn’t know what love truly is. Is Kevin in love or is he going crazy?

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