may be she wanted the rain, may be she wanted the flowers, may be she wanted the simple things.
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Sun and Flower
every morning the sun wakes up to admire his flower and as the dusk arrives he slowly blushes as she sleeps
Curious Feet
she kept seeing the world through a small window until one day when her curious feet stepped out of the room to be a part of it
Kite and the String
like a kite she flies in the sky of success still pulled towards the ground by the strong string of humility
The Gold Cloak
she’ll emerge glowing in the gold cloak of self confidence again
The Wind and the Feather
the morning wind is magicalas it takes away the feather of melancholy along with it
The Beautiful Fall
and then the leaves fell down to embrace the falling rain drops to protect them from being lost in soil Beauty of Nature
The Sea and the Shore
She swims through the Sea of Hardships to reach the Shore,to reach her Goal.
Story of Immortal Love
but they couldn’t take away the remains of their love, the root which was left behind which nourished countless lives
The Swing
it takes me to high mountains and low lying beachesits my swing of adventure
