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S.J. ~ Again !

"I think I can't take the after-roles of an Indian bride."

S.J. wondered was she always a depressing kind of ? An unhappy brooding girl who always complained for one thing or another ?

" I think I saw him. He was the first one to believe , I was capable of Love."

All goes fine with everyone, but the disasters only happen to S.J. Why ! why on the earth she makes such horrible mistakes that she begins to hate herself?

" I think I can't ever go back to that beautiful dream. A married indian girl has no home of hers. "

She feels terrible about it. Like everything has changed just with one date.  Her home is no more hers.
And what she has to accept, she can't, its not easy to bend, is it?

"I think I need to fall in love with myself again. Into the world of mystery, magic and beyond the horizon."

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Vibhu VS said…
Take it as if you have two blessed homes

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