Remember the day when we were both dressed in black, the first time when our eyes met
It was 6:30pm, a chilly December evening.
We drove for the first time together,
When you held my hand i could feel it in my heart that it was your first time holding someone’s hand
And when i asked you if it was, i still remember the warm hug you gave me.
It still remains as one of my favourite memory of us.
Whispering sweet nothings beneath the vast dark sky,
City lights flickering around.
When it was finally time for you to head back home,
I can recall the butterflies i felt because i always believed tomorrow was promised to both of us,
Now, even though we haven’t met in years i am afraid i’ll end up feeling the same if i ever see you somewhere in a December evening, just like the first time.
Hope you both meet very soon!
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Yours words are so expressive!❤️
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Thank you so much ❤❤❤
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Sweet Melancholy is the word for such feelings.
It happens to many of us… The nostalgia gives us a sense of happiness of that moment while at the same time, a sadness of that moment not repeating again.
I remember the Night Train of Deorali, wherein the young man meets a damsel at deorali station. He travels that path any number of times but never meets her.
In the film, Ravan Lanka, the lady comes to the station for 12 years before finally meeting him.
I write from my memory, which your write-up has catapulted.
Keep writing Manisha and keep churning the windmill of life, brewing fresh breezes for your readers.
🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏👌
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This comment was the highlight of my day. Such beautiful references..i will go through it someday because i want to know more about it just by reading your brief references. Thank you for the constant motivation from my very early days in this platform. It means the world to me, i am saying this from my heart. Thank you 🌸🌸
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This is a moment when two individuals called uopn love to show its face
to view the sweet pace
love-at-first-sight taking place
with royal grace
from passion to desire
as like, lust, emotion
voting for this intimate encounter to be true love.”
_-Van Prince
Post Script>this piece is love fantastic<
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I am happy to be back and read your wonderful write-ups. You are so talented. We are all proud of you ❤
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Thank you and I love and respect all of you and love to read and comment on the creations of 1-of-the-kind Writers!
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correction: ‘upon’
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❤ ❤ ❤
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Hehe. Kya baat
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I hope you both will meet in December again like 1st time😍..
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Lovely ❤️❤️
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How I love a December evening✨
I love the way you write, I could almost feel everything👏🏾❤️ xx
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Thank you so much Shahrin, it warms my heart knowing that you can relate to my writings. Thank you ❤
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Such a lovely, evocative piece.
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thank you ❤
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Such beautifully emotion succinctly expressed. Thank you for sharing. 🙂
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