She probably remembers the first time you said, “Yes.” She was full of hopes and dreams of a new life. Much like all the young girls her age on the cusp of marriage. Her thoughts would have never stayed with her reality...
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The hour of the waning of love has beset us,And weary and worn are our sad souls now;Let us part, ere the season of passion forget us,With a kiss and a tear on thy drooping brow. — W. B. YeatsThe Falling of the Leaves...
என் பள்ளி கேட்டை திறந்த போது அது “களிர்” என்று கத்தியது. அது வியப்பினாலா அல்லது...