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This Is Not A Love Story – Part 13

“Suhana’s dead… and I’m at the police Station.” It knocked the wind out of you. Your next words were babble, half-formed, incoherent thoughts that reflected the state of confusion you were in, “You din… impossib… Oh my God! No…” “Pihu, I didn’t do it! She committed suicide… Listen, I really can’t talk now. They’ve brought…

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This Is Not A Love Story – Part 8

You were still smiling at me…. It had gotten awkward just standing there, not doing anything. So far, whatever you had done had left me feeling emasculated. So I decided I needed to make a move, be the man. I closed in the space between us and took one stray curl of your messy hair between…

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This Is Not A Love Story – Part 7

Meet me at the Sunka Lake Hill at 7 tomorrow morning. I’ll be waiting for you. But I’ll wait only till 7.15… 😉 The cracked note in my hand read….   I was sure it was you. It had to be! Who else would write to me like this? Normally, people don’t write notes like…

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This Is Not a Love Story – Part 6

That smile…   That coquettish, girlish, mischievous smile you gave me just before you left the store, was the highlight of that Sunday. I couldn’t stop thinking about it whenever my other worries were not around. I say this because I had a lot going on in my head that day. There was the chance…

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