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Ongoing, First published Jun 18, 2021
when some nobel womans sit together to chat but become silent after being asked a question,  they start to ask themselves about what defines their happiness. but their every answers make them speachless as it always leaves something out of their life. Then will their happiness will always be a huge picture whereas there will always  be a small portion of regret? 

Its just an article written by me just to question my ideology and happiness since i felt, A woman is truely never hers.
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