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By Geet:
My feet are wet, soaking wet. I am drenched from head to toe. The rain is pounding against my body. It's cold, ice cold. Every drop feels like a thousand tiny stabs. But suddenly, it stops, Why? I feel secure, comfortable. I look up to find that I am surrounded by an umbrella, it was black. But whos is it? My eyes are stinging. I look over and get a vague picture of a man. Slender, tall, and handsome. I remember my childhood friend, Maan. That isn't him! Is it? I wipe my eyes, slowly. I'm surprised.
'Ek Prem Kahaani'
* told by Geet *
Edited by -Shankar- - 12 years ago
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