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Hello! Some of you may remember me, and others probably won't, but I used to write on MG extensively and share my works on here many moons ago, using an account that is now deactivated.
However, a short while after, I created this account - and to my surprise, the log in details still worked! Which was a miracle seeing as I haven't logged in for about 4 years or so.
Anyway, I thought I'd share some of my favourite MG pieces on here seeing as they're sitting lonely and unloved on my blog.
This story is one of my favourites, because of the complexities it presents - the age old battle of morals vs the heart.
Enjoy, and leave your comments/thoughts below.
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The shuffle of the letters landed on the hardwood floor with a soft thud, almost as if they were attempting to alleviate the pain.
She got up, calmly walked her way over to the front door of her small townhouse and picked up the manila envelope.
Tearing it open, she pulled the package of papers out swiftly, flicked through to the last page and gave it a once over.
Pulling the ballpoint pen from the breast pocket of her blazer, she signed on the dotted line, below her former name.
Geet Singh Khurana.
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Part 1 - see below
Part 2, page 2
Part 3, page 4
Part 4, page 5
Epilogue, written by the wonderful Avi - here
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Other works:
Cricket
Anupamaa
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