The strings of life start to rhyme when that someone special comes. The understanding grows stronger and the compatability with a perfect chemistry depicts the beauty of your relationship.
A time comes when solitude approaches and the life takes a turn. Suddenly one vanishes from life which leads to a blackhole of lonliness. Here the tears become dry and the memories start pouring them out. The age disappeared the other but the memories still stay alive and will last forever.
The picture is painted by Muskaan Garg.
Wow… The black hole of loneliness….
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Thanku š
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my pleasure RD…..regards….
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What I love most in this post is the featured image. Well done!
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Thanku šš m happy that you liked it soo much.
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You’re warmly welcome!
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Love is like theory of relativity
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This is very beautiful!
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Thanku š
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Muskaan Garg’s painting is so poignant and beautiful. What is the final image – it is difficult to make out in the cropping? and your words pair wonderfully. —CC
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Thanku so much ššš and in the end it is the graves of the lovers.
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Yes, sadly I though so.
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