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A juncture of sadness, when there’s only sorrow, Never while in her presence, I intervened with tomorrow. Be it forged

  “But this is nothing;” she cried, “I was only going to say that heaven did not seem to be

    বৃদ্ধ্যাশ্রমের দিনগুলি মন্দ যাচ্ছেনা রহিমার। প্রত্যেক বৃহষ্পতিবার ছেলে দেখা করতে আসে। প্রকৃতির রুক্ষতা তার শরীরেও দেখা দিয়েছে। প্রকৃতি

“Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine” is a wonderful book which explores the deepest scars and teaches to heal in the

Can’t trust my fate, can’t curse my nerves For falling in love with a soul I don’t deserve In every

Dear Crazy, I’m still choking over the memories we’ve built Wearing smiling masks, leaving my heart unhealed With your presence

  Holding on to the memories like separated puzzles Demented with worry till the end of the start Pretending not

The fake image that the mirror’s reflecting Hiding tears, you’re afraid of the mascara melting At the end of the

Funny how the biggest sigh is the one you take When you realize it’s already the end Letting go of

Homebound in your arms hypnotized Taking breaths with our heartbeats synchronized Living with our destiny so uncertain While I lay