We should be talking about not only what the media propagates but also use our own dicrimination and sort out facts from fiction...

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The day was marked in his calender in red...Vijay had an all important meeting...He had been in two minds since the last few days...On one hand he knew that if he did not attend the meeting he would surely lose the contract...On the other hand was his five year old son, participating in the school annual games for the first time...Vijay finally decided to go see his son take part in the sack race. The young boy went on to win the race...At that moment he finally learnt the meaning of life and his priorities...His son's warm embrace as he showed off his golden medal was indeed his own moment of glory...Pride gleamed in his eyes, much more than he could ever feel being the CEO of his company...And then came the icing on the cake when his secretary informed him that he had just won the contract as well..It turned out to be a day of double celebrations for the single father and his adopted child...

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A wrong number.
Two strangers..
Brand new lovestory...

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The day we met,
I slipped and spilled coffee on your T shirt .
Yet you didn't take offence.
Friends conspired later, at the college fest.
And before we knew, a love story started.

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In life one should have one or two kindred souls...
A friend with whom one can be sincere..
Who helps you to spill your secrets...
Yet never judges or reprimands you...
Who accepts you just as you are...
With all your invisible scars...
And promises to love you unconditionally...

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clasp mine and your lips graze over my neck leading upto my lips, I feel my entire being is brought alive...Then as your tongue slowly explores my mouth, I close my eyes...The wild kisses leave me gasping for breath and wanting more...I realise my hunger for you can never be satiated and I wish I could make time stand still...

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But how could he give away his faded blue T shirt ? The one that he had refused to wash as she had worn it through the weekend she had made a surprise visit...Her perfume still lingered on it rekindling all his tender moments every now and then...
How can anyone donate memories ?

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You know it's love when he comes running into your arms with a wide toothless grin and all your day's fatigue evaporates...

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At 13, mom should have told me that the world is neither black nor white but mostly shades of gray...That I should never expect much from others but try to find happiness within myself...

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Returning home from Himachal...
You with your college group...
Me with my family...
We stole furtive glances at each other amidst the chaos & cacophony of New Delhi Railway Station..You offered a cup of tea to mom and helped with our luggage...Easy conversation followed...Time stood still...Early next morning as we were parting at Howrah Railway Station, a Cadbury's chocolate awaited me...Later discovered your number written on the white wrapper over the golden foil...And that's how me met...35 years later our son is sharing this lovestory on our anniversary !
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