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 Oct 2016
Bhumi
"I told you to not talk. Then why you're following me?"* She yelled at him.

"Because I love you"* he said.

"Haha, Joke of the decade." She cried.
"Okay, If you love me, then why don't you have Time for me? Why do you always shout at me only because of the work pressure? she further added.

Because I love you he said.

"No, you don't." she started crying.
He sat her on the bed, grab her hand in his own, in the knee down posture on the floor he was.

"I extremely apologise for not giving time to you. I shouted at you because I love you. Person shout on whom he loves. In fact, for whom I am doing this? For you baby. You're my everything. I want you to live a luxurious and happy life with me. Without stress for the future. I want to secure everything. " he explained.

She hugs him.

"I love you" she said.

Because I love you? he asked.
 Mar 2015
Àŧùl
Young heart mechanized to toil hard,
Dig deeper and deeper, and deeper,
Into the books her eyes are settled,
Climbs unto her brain what she reads,
Perhaps to her nerves is getting the creeper,
Her young fickle heart finds it harder,
Not concentrating on random distractions,
Yes she keeps herself on her studies,
And I trust she'll make board exams look easy,
Because her name is Life.
My HP Poem #799
©Atul Kaushal

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