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I wanted to title this as "hands
that wear bangles.. but a resolve that can move mountains.. . hands
that carry guns... but a resolve that weakens at her tears.. " but its too long so I will write this here..
This moment.. i flinched.. literally... when she kept her hands on the burning hot pan... A woman... she might be the gentlest creature on one side.. but on another nature has blessed her with resilience and the ability to bear... the strength to endure...
She is the one who keeps her hands on the hot pan.. voluntarily..
n he is the one who feels the pain and rushes to her...
she is the one whose tears fall...
and he is the one whose heart stops for a moment seeing those tears..
she is the one who is stronger... that will keep holding the delicately designed hands on a scorching pan..
and he is the one who cannot bear it and drags them away..
she is the one who doesn't regret placing them there... steely in her resolve..
and he is the one who feels the guilt...even while tears of pain trickles down her cheeks..
two souls entwined.. as he holds her battered and wounded hands in his...
This moment.. i flinched.. literally... when she kept her hands on the burning hot pan... A woman... she might be the gentlest creature on one side.. but on another nature has blessed her with resilience and the ability to bear... the strength to endure...
n he is the one who feels the pain and rushes to her...
she is the one whose tears fall...
and he is the one whose heart stops for a moment seeing those tears..
she is the one who is stronger... that will keep holding the delicately designed hands on a scorching pan..
and he is the one who cannot bear it and drags them away..
she is the one who doesn't regret placing them there... steely in her resolve..
and he is the one who feels the guilt...even while tears of pain trickles down her cheeks..
two souls entwined.. as he holds her battered and wounded hands in his...
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