WHITE TULIPS , Forgiveness Is Way To Forget
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White Tulips are symbol of forgiveness.
It is a story of a guy who is living his life with a huge guilt. Manav, 23, That incident happened and his life changed drastically. Though other people couldn't feel the change in his behavior, it was also his way to hide his "GUILT" from them. From inside he was shattered and spontenity in his actions has disappeared.
It has been a year since that incident had happened. He had forgotten about it but deep inside in subconscious he was still concious.
That amazing day came in his life that he got message from "her". The anonymous girl. She asked him not to reveal his identity. So that they could remain strangers forever. ..
Why was she there in his life? Is it only "friendship" that was the reason of her existence in his life? Or it was something else? which was bothering both of them that could be shared only with a stranger was the reason behind their acceptance of this "strange untagged" relationship?
If it is so what could be that which was bothering to both of them? Is it different or same? Are they really strangers from both sides? If it is the reason of being strangers , will they be able to forgive themselves by talking to each other? Will they try to find true identities of each other after emptying their hearts?
Let's see what happens.....
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