walked some steps when suddenly a voice of something falling came. I turned and the floor beneath my leg slipped. Ruhi was lying unconscious on the ground. The anger, frustration from the earlier encounter vanished and was filled with dread. This is the second time it happened and this time the reason was me.
Writing has always been my dream. When I was not able to speak my thoughts I started Writing them on papers. It turned out to be my passion which is not enough without your support
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