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“You know my life is at its best track. Its going wonderful. I hope no evil eye should spoil it.” He said it with the angel’s voice. And she with her all sweetness replied hurriedly . “no no no evil eye will spoil your happiness … I will pray for you darling.” And an aura of love bounded them together. She was in his arms when she had closed her eyes. She began dreaming of the perfection of their love which they had dreamed together in the initial days of  relationship. It was so beautiful. The dreams of love in the arms of beloved. She didn’t realize when her thoughts jumped from his life to their love to her own life… which she felt is also going on on right track , on positive note with spreading smiles and love around her. She wanted to share this wonderful feeling with him so she began to speak her thoughts while still dreaming with her closed eyes. “Its a lovely beginning … I hope things get more better… I am feeling useful as I am writing contents that they compliment as inspiring… oh how it feels when they congratulate me… I am so happy…” and she opened her eyes. She found that she was speaking to the walls instead of her beloved. There was no one in the room but darkness. Before tears could form , she forced a smile. Thought she was a fool , how she was lost in dreams when he left , thinking her asleep. Thought she was an idiot who took pillow thinking it as his secure arms. Thought she is just stupid who began talking of her naïve feelings and experiences – But don’t they all go through this stage? Weren’t they all had this naïve feelings and excitements once in their life? … But no… he would have answered me if he were here… listened to me and encouraged and supported and laughed with me … became happy in my happiness…said kind words… and… and... 

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