Anthologies of love and loss

It stayed there, still and motionless... reminding her of the drunken and mad night that was the epitome and highlights of her emotions in the last few years. The pretence of an existence and just for the sake of living. It stayed there staring back at her, crumpled and creased on the floor , with a few buttons that rolled n sprawled away from  the scene of passion. She picked it up and it smelt...
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For Mom

“From the moment we take our first gulp of fresh air, her existence melts away to become one with us and from thereon our smiles, tears and dreams become hers.” Mom has selflessly raised us, and always been there when she was needed. She made nothing seem too tough, or too long, or too high, or too wearisome when she was by my side. She’s always been there for us through good times or bad. Anyth...
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