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Originally posted by: etfr

Amazing..

Beautifully written

Thanks for PM

Originally posted by: taahir004

I'm totally speechless

Realistic , Superb and Awesome

Originally posted by: poojasidd123

Awesome idea! Creative indeed.

I would like to write on Decode Rainfall Grin.

Is it take already?

Originally posted by: annikaa

@IlaTanwar

Omg Ila..!!!

This is brilliant..!!

I loved those notes...!!❤️

Such an awesome piece..!

Got delayed in reading... Sry for that.!!

It was such a cute story..!

Keep Writing..!

The best friend

She should have been elated, another feather added to her cap and that she was. She had dreamed of it since long and now, the first step was successfully taken. There were people proud of her and it made her happy to see it in them: family and a few friends. Though at times, it didn't seem much of a big deal- there were many who did that and she was one of them. Nevertheless, the phase was exciting.

But now, she felt that the process was much more exciting than this. At least she was occupied- not thinking of the hurts she carried- for years together now. And, till the next step begun, she had all the time to do that- though she tried hard to keep busy but it came- time and again. And no matter how hard she tried, it never left her.

The best friend.

No, she had built closer relationships later and she wasn't lonely. In fact she was also in touch with the above-mentioned person. But it still hurt. Long back, she had thought it wouldn't- once she moves ahead in life but it felt more like broken pieces of glass held together. Her best friend. Perhaps, a lot of emotions had been already invested. She had come when there was no other; it was as if she had found an oasis in the desert.

She saw the photo that hung on the wall among many others- perhaps, "kuch dard hote hai jo dilon ko pyaare hote hai" was true. Nowadays, it felt more like standing in a desert where there is nothing visible but sand.

She had tried to put her wrongs as rights and tried to learn to let go. But as sunshine never leaves the desert; the pain never leaves her heart. She never used the word for any other as it became cursed.

At the end she knew it came down to two choices: to become harder and remove the person from her life or to continue, carrying the hurt buried deep within. The former scared her- made her feel as if she would die with that choice; hence, she chose the latter; at least it made her feel alive, after all that's the one because of which she can still bond with the others.

Originally posted by: appynehra

The best friend

She should have been elated, another feather added to her cap and that she was. She had dreamed of it since long and now, the first step was successfully taken. There were people proud of her and it made her happy to see it in them: family and a few friends. Though at times, it didn't seem much of a big deal- there were many who did that and she was one of them. Nevertheless, the phase was exciting.

But now, she felt that the process was much more exciting than this. At least she was occupied- not thinking of the hurts she carried- for years together now. And, till the next step begun, she had all the time to do that- though she tried hard to keep busy but it came- time and again. And no matter how hard she tried, it never left her.

The best friend.

No, she had built closer relationships later and she wasn't lonely. In fact she was also in touch with the above-mentioned person. But it still hurt. Long back, she had thought it wouldn't- once she moves ahead in life but it felt more like broken pieces of glass held together. Her best friend. Perhaps, a lot of emotions had been already invested. She had come when there was no other; it was as if she had found an oasis in the desert.

She saw the photo that hung on the wall among many others- perhaps, "kuch dard hote hai jo dilon ko pyaare hote hai" was true. Nowadays, it felt more like standing in a desert where there is nothing visible but sand.

She had tried to put her wrongs as rights and tried to learn to let go. But as sunshine never leaves the desert; the pain never leaves her heart. She never used the word for any other as it became cursed.

At the end she knew it came down to two choices: to become harder and remove the person from her life or to continue, carrying the hurt buried deep within. The former scared her- made her feel as if she would die with that choice; hence, she chose the latter; at least it made her feel alive, after all that's the one because of which she can still bond with the others.