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She was just a little girl incapable of hatred. She stood by the shore for hours each day hurling pebbles into the sea hitting the harsh waves. She wanted to hurt the sea like the sea had hurt her by prising away her father. She cried and cried and wanted the sea to cry too. For…
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A glimpse into the gone in the tales of yonder beyond the visage of newness there lies wonder curiosity freedom and impish glee such innocent bliss such poignant memories no place thus to be found no where thus seen ♥ Here’s to the child in each one of us! 👨 Happy Children’s day 👩 ~~~~~ Asha…
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Remember those days when all we fought about were pencils and crayons? When pages were canvasses of trials and temptation of the coming together of ink and paper? ♥ Remember those days when all we cared about were the paper boats struggling to sail in narrow ditches carved with fallen twigs in the pouring rains?…
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Asha Seth 