Love At Its Fullest Form
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Last published Tue, May 31, 2016
Love?? what does it mean??
Everyone have their own definitions for it.. My personal experience defines love as "getting addicted to some ones care and longing to be with forever". Many may not agree with this. But tats what love is according to me.
Well... How am I able to define love? It's only because I have cherished love in its fullest form at the most crucial times of my life. Well to know me more, I am Rhea, working in one of the most renowned college in Chennai as a German professor.
I am here cherishing the fullest form of love till date because of my soul mate Ryan.
Ryan works in a private limited company in Chennai. We have been married for ten years and living a successful life with God as centre and love as radius,we are drawing the circle of life.
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