Staring at the shoes, while hiding the scars was the first thing he noticed about her.
She seemed broken beyond repair.
His first step was walking barefoot with her.

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Slip, topple, kiss the floor.
Stand, conquer, level the score.

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He - You need a break.
She - From you or from me?
He - This world of yours as this ain't reality.


She broke the mirror and said,
"If only you were not just a memory."

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Be selfish,
Be straight,
Fumble and make mistakes,
You are here to learn, to laugh,
To cry, to scream, to shout in pain.
Build, destroy and recreate.
You are the story, you are the pen,
Never allow your part to end.

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दुनिया की चकाचौंध में गुमनामी का बसेरा हैं
हम तो चाँदनी से ज़िंदगी रौशन कर लेते हैं

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"Hello Hope", Ms. Roy said.
The little girl was waiting for her since morning. Her eyes sparkled.

"Good evening", said her teacher "we shall need you inside, some paperwork is yet to be done."

The ladies vanished from her sight.
She kept playing with the doll. It was very dear to her. The only thing her parents left her with. She was only 2 when they died.
Ms. Roy was back. She picked the little girl in her arms and left.

"Mommy, what made you pick me?" She asked innocently.

She smiled and said "You are special".

Years passed, until Hope realised. It was her father she always loved. But, never expressed. His presence kept her alive. After he was gone, his daughter was her only respite. She was her 'Hope', she was her life. She had her father's eyes.

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"Do you like me?" I asked.
If only, the mirror said yes.

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He - You changed .
She - My dark side did frighten you .
He - I preferred the doll you were.
She - Then , you don't deserve the woman I am .

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''Those are beautiful lines ,
I never knew you write .''
She smiled and thought
"If only you understood those silent lips
and expressive eyes ".

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Staring at the mirror , was her daily habit
He always said , ''the scar does not define you'' .

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