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Leemon Ravi: Memories of a Money order

December 23, 2015

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Broken ( Part 1)

"What's Love?", the question was tossed to me. My name is Sayani and I am in my forties. " Love is an emotion and not a physical activity. Soulmates are true". I wanted to say all these, but couldn't utter a word. The colorful love stories of friends were a fantasy for me. Hey, I never said stone brokes can't have a love story. It's not the prerogative of the rich. Situations play a predominant part. But situations can be queer and preposterous that you won't be able to define sentiments. Love was achromatic for me. I always misunderstood different emotions as a form of love and turned out to be a farce later. Memories took her 15 years back. She was hitched with him emotionally. The following notions came to her mind while waiting in the lift lobby of his apartment. " How logical is this love story? He is a client only and I get paid for sex every time. But he tends, feeds, and shares activities with me. I am not going to him for a rem

Helpless ( Story in 60 sec )

The evening was tantalizing. He spend quality time with them. She was gorgeous. She walked up to him and pecked him on the cheek. He wanted to buss her on the forehead. " What are you trying to do? Are you insane? ", Yelled the nurse. He abruptly realized that his body was on the ground. His amputed legs were giggling at him. She departed while he watched helplessely. This young girl in her twenties was a reflection of her mother. Her mother was his lost love. But her husband was caring and supportive similar to his wheelchair and nurse!!! A story in 60 secs Leemon Ravi

Morality

The night was alluring and the moon was looking like a vermilion spot in the forehead of a girl. "Can we go for a ride?" He asked. She never felt the tone was brash. "Let's go for it, who knows it may be our final tryst", he added. The battle between her brain and the mind kicked off. He was a handsome and well-built person with a fair complexion. She was a medical staff and he was a doctor in the same hospital. He was a divorcee and an absolutely refined man with a pure soul. Her brain said, "Love can be blind, but it cant be transpired in unexpected forms creating a whirlpool of emotions. It can be pseudo-love". She believed that these types of emotions are a type of pseudo-love. It will create an illusion that there is love in an interaction, but there isn't. She tied the knot at a younger age and living happily with her husband and daughter. Her husband is very understanding and encouraging. A life without him is unimaginable for her. She is

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