Autobiography of a Second-Hand Survivor

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Well, all things, no matter how bright and beautiful, how wise and smart, eventually have to meet an end, one day. And it happened with our love, as well. It must have been eight months since we met. I accidentally slipped off his hand. And that was the b

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Nandhini Chandrasekaran

blogs from Chennai