Neily was hooked by the image, as I saw lines of hope, fear and dreams dancing in the unfathomable depth of her dark brown eyes.
She wanted it, and yet did not want it.
“Letting go is a learned art, a discipline, as we are so used to being bound in self-constructed environs.” I whispered and left with heavy footsteps, not knowing if she heard me, or wanted me to turn back.
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Sure! Many a times 🙂
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Turn back perhaps. No letting it go. She actually wants it.
Nice dilemma Reena
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One is afraid of letting go. The other lets go of the indecisive individual at the cost of his own dreams.
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Very nice and clever Reena
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