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A misguided Journey

  It was Friday the 13th when Jade visited the graveyard, a place of buried secrets and unbroken silence. The zephyr seldom assured a comforting company in her loneliness. However, more often, it was her pulsating heart that vehemently whispered into her ears of fear and anxiousness. It was only a few hours before the anticipating sun could engulf the shallowness of the night. She took a deep breath, swiftly strode to the entomb engraved "Jade." She knelt, gently placed her senseless hands on the grave, and mourned in reticence a final goodbye to her earthly remains. 
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Foot prints

ஒ ருத்தியின்  தடம் கொண்டு வந்தோம், ஓர் ஆயிரம் தடம் கொண்டுசேர்ந்தோம் ... இவ்விடை தலத்தினில் நாம் விட்டு செல்லும் நம் தடம் என்பது என்ன ? அது மற்றவர் மனதில் நம்மால் தவழ்ந்த உணர்வுகளே !
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Vice-Versa

 In the corner of the deep woods of Glen Affric, there stood an oak tree with the name of Ilan. She was splendid and stunning though subtle and stoic. The hustle of Glen somehow kept Ilan covert from the 'Aura'- an animated and agile breeze. Ilan thought the woods were typical up until the onset of spring when Aura passed her path. The breeze acquired an unknowing attachment for the oak tree as it started to observe it every day. Gradually the oak tree also requited adoration to the breeze in the ways she was able to extend. As they got to know one another more, they realized how completely different they were from the other in every aspect. Aside from their differences, the friendship they had developed was what they cherished the most. As the seasons changed in Glen, Aura shifted her course far away from Ilan. She missed Ilan more than words could express, which caused her to ponder on the vivid memories they've shared. Aura loved Ilan for who she was and always found a w...
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