"A Simply Overwhelming Day"

"A Simply Overwhelming Day"

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"All the so-called special days are an over-rated concept. " I always tell this to my friends and close acquaintances. But right from the moment this story started occupying my mind, I have been thinking, "May be it's not, especially when it comes to those who you are willing to do anything for." "A Simply Overwhelming Day" as the title itself suggests, is a story of such an extremely special day, spent in a simple yet unbelievably special day. Written with what might seem to a lot of us as a movie sequence, this story is what I call a ideal yet realistic vision of a family. Because as I always like to say, "Every movie is a story lived somewhere, some time, by someone who might be sitting right next to you, or living at the other end of the world." Uploading the first part of the story. Hope you all find it interesting enough to be hooked on to it till the last one.
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