First Love
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"She is the religion I follow; She is my mother; She is my love; She is my everything"
Mrinalini Chatterjee, an old woman in her 80s walks down her memory lane and recalls her first love..Love does not always have to be towards a human or a living being. Love is a selfless emotion, it can happen towards anyone or anything if one only remembers to do it the right way ...
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She was left alone after her mother's passing, with no one to turn to. Then he entered her life, appearing as a saviour. He was like a demigod to her, and she respected him immensely. For him, she was everything; she brought joy to his heart and made him long for her closeness. His love for her was genuine, and he devoted himself entirely to her. Yet, there was a problem... What was it?
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