Aruna
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Tentang sebuah raga yang menginginkan akan adanya sebuah pelita Pelita yang dapat meneranginya dari setiap jalan untuk menempuh hidupnya Hai pelita, raga ini membutuhkan cahaya lilin yang dapat meneranginya disetiap sudut jalan yang di tempuh. Dan dari sosok bayangan yang tak akan pernah bisa dituntut untuk hadir di setiap khayal. Dan tentang orang - orang yang bersorak sorai mengagumi pelita miliknya masing - masing Raga ini pun ingin. Ingin seperti mereka Ingin akan keberadaannya itu selalu dianggap oleh sebuah pelita miliknya. Bahkan mungkin hanya sosok cahaya yang bisa membuatnya merasakan hidup Sosok itu Sosok cahaya yang menjadi alasannya untuk hidup Sang raga ini hanya ingin adanya mutiara dalam hidupnya Raga yang di tuntut untuk menjadi sosok yang kuat Mungkin memang tuhan memiliki caranya sendiri untuk makhluknya menjalani hidup Aruna Kaneisya Adhira
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BOOK 2 Can be read as stand alone Read BOOK 1 for better idea about other characters " NO....NO, PLEASE AISA MAT KARO..... MERI MUMMA KAHA HAI, AAP MUJHE YAHA KYUN LAYE HO.......MAA....KAHA HO AAP." A boy kept crying and begging for help, he was hungry and tired, his body looked bones and shaggy. His clothes were worne out, he was severely malnourished and was in a dire need for medical attention. His cries died down and his tears dried, there was no one he can put his hopes on. A 12 years old boy who learnt to survive through pain and desperation for freedom all alone until he turned 19 when he broke free from his tormentors. NO ONE, he had one one he can call his own. No family, no friends and specially no one to be called his beloved. ___________________ SMACK " Saali ek beta tak nhi de paye, janam diya bhi toh ek viklaang ko......Jo dhang se bol bhi nhi paati." I was hiding behind the door and sneakily looked at the scene unfold infront of my eyes. My father did this to my mother every night. I've witnessed my mother body beaten to black and blue but still she smiled when she saw me looking at her. Earlier I thought she was smiling coz she was doing ok but as the years passed by I started realising that her smile never reached her eyes. She is my home, my hope and the only one I can call my own but for how long. I can feel her losing hope from this life with each passing day and finally she did closed her eyes basking in the sweet maze of death............and I like a coward ran away on my 17th birthday. ___________________ Both were broken, both were stolen of their innocent childhood and both needed an anchor to keep them steady in this deep notorious sea of cruelty. What will happen when their destiny will bring them together, where one wants protection and the other wants peace. Ranking #1 commando- 20/8/2024 WITH LOVE SHRISH

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