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Letter to My Beloved: March 2013
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Letter to My Beloved. Monday, March 4, 2013. Letters to My Beloved. With each passing day, Pratik and his Beloved knew the other more—found the more of themselves. Both understood one another in silence. Words never were needed for them to communicate. They conversed with the other’s heart. In silence they’d whisper I Love You My Love. When they’d say so, they would gently smile and eyes would fill with joyous tears. 8220;Really Beloved, are you not talking to me anymore? How can I not talk with you?
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Letter to My Beloved: January 2014
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Letter to My Beloved. Friday, January 31, 2014. As I console my weeping heart, I am losing the strength that I had collected to cope with your departure when you departed. Both my heart and mind knows that you are gone for good; gone for the eternal togetherness which we will share when you arrive—the day that I endlessly wait! Can we not decrease time Pratik? Can we not decrease time in hours or minutes or even seconds so that we can be together soon? I sincerely wish we could. But, time is strange....
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Letter to My Beloved: THE TEMPEST II
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Letter to My Beloved. Sunday, January 25, 2015. 8220;Something, and something is there,” Beloved spoke to herself. Never had her heart, nor her inner voice had deserted her, and here she was today, desperate to find an answer. “What is it? 8221; she spoke aloud and Pratik heard. 8220;What happened Beloved? 8221; Pratik queried. He could see Beloved’s restlessness and just smiled back. 8220;Beloved…Beloved,” Pratik spoke but Beloved did not utter a word. 8220;Beloved, what happened? What did you call me?
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Letter to My Beloved: August 2014
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Letter to My Beloved. Friday, August 15, 2014. As he saw himself on those dancing eyes of his Beloved, Pratik queried about what Love and Peace meant. He questioned himself of what happiness meant to him. Was Love just an emotion, or was Love his Beloved? Was Peace something unreachable or something unattainable? And when would one find peace? Would a gentle touch of a lover pacify and give solace to all the troubling times one faces? Pratik certainly felt so. 8220;What are you thinking? Happiness was th...
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Letter to My Beloved: March 2010
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Letter to My Beloved. Wednesday, March 24, 2010. A Birthday’s Gift. I wish you a wonderful year ahead on this special day, the day of your birthday. With all my heart, I wish you all the joys, happiness and success for ever. Yesterday, I thought about you for a long time and remembered our bygone days. Do you remember how you were? How you would run barefoot to catch the sun for me? Do you still chase the sun for me Pratik? Or have you held it? Or have you almost gotten it? I continue to wonder…. Yet Pra...
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eyes_8miles: Water Splash
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Eight miles away, two steps behind. Monday, November 28, 2011. The splash of water. Rose up after being trampled,. Bits of droplets, here and there). But as quickly as it rose,. It Fell back on Ground. Only to leave a soft moist,. Before It wrung the grounds dry and cracked. How to make money fast. To learn and earn more money. Wednesday, February 11, 2015 at 12:46:00 AM PST. व्यक्तिगत व्यवसायका लागि ऋण चाहिन्छ? Saturday, March 21, 2015 at 5:25:00 PM PDT. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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eyes_8miles: 10/1/09 - 11/1/09
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Eight miles away, two steps behind. Saturday, October 31, 2009. Late at night, I heard your voice,. And needless to say, I cried in joy,. Seeking forgiveness, for you are pure,. With it your presence, I now hearken in delight! My heart raced in pain,. When you fumbled to utter a word to me,. Restless I was, insane I grew,. As I looked that joyous way of yours! Merry, I am in joy,. Smell the fragrance, the air breathes tonight,. Make a wish, for the star is out at night! Too eternal…too long the way,.
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eyes_8miles: 3/1/10 - 4/1/10
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Eight miles away, two steps behind. Wednesday, March 24, 2010. Kingdom that once reigned the sky,. In both the dark nights and days,. Touched by fragrance of colossal breeze,. And filled with love and love alone,. Rage was thus, never to last,. Prodigious indeed was a human’s heart. Living long the world thus sailed,. Aching yet for water, food and home,. Midas could have touched them all,. Into it must have had turned to gold and more,. Ruthless the act was, the kingdom fell! Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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eyes_8miles: 5/1/09 - 6/1/09
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Eight miles away, two steps behind. Thursday, May 28, 2009. The sky smiled in joy-ly tears,. Drenching pain, spreading warmth,. As we both snuggle in our warm bed,. Sipping coffee, watching movie. Time has stopped,. We cuddle and smile,. Kisses at times and times of kisses,. Beloved your breath, I now breathe…. See, the day is soft and cold,. And in there is warmth and love,. As the rain gently touches the earth,. My lips too aching, touches your tender lips! Sunday, May 24, 2009. As I newly born soul,.
