GULMOHAR IN THE TREE

GULMOHAR IN THE TREE

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Love, is an endless mystery, for it has nothing else to explain. ... - Rabindranath Tagore Ved is astonished to discover his love, even when he is 17 contrary to his vow of never falling in love, when everyone around him rather did .......but when and how. .......he is taken back in darjeeling ,when he was 15 and met a girl named Dia whose memory faded out after returning from the trip, but was not bleached out that he would forget her first sight impression in his mind and more intensely in his soul.But Ved is far away in Varanasi, not so silent place that anyone else would ever hear his sudden heartbeats when he is alone on the terrace or ghats ,illustrating her in his mind ,and wondering if his love was real, wondering if he would ever go back to meet her.......!! Entering in the mind of Ved ,the story connects his memory to his heart ,when every single element of nature starts giving him signs,that no one else understood. A novella, based on Ved's own mental and emotional turmoil, in loving someone, he hardly knew.
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Some people fade with time, their presence dissolving like a forgotten song. And then, there are the ones who stay-their laughter etched into your soul, their absence louder than their presence ever was. She told herself she had moved on. That the past belonged in the past. But the universe had a cruel way of bringing back what you thought was gone for good. Tonight, under the glow of the streetlights, she felt it again-the pull, the weight of memories she thought she had buried. Then her phone vibrated. One message. "Tell me you don't remember." Her heart stopped. Because she did. Every word. Every promise. Every reason she should have let go but never could. And now, it was all coming back. Because some stories never really end. To know more dive into the story. All rights reserved.

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