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 move on phase 3.1  I Hope this is my last phase of this story but not the last blog, I will surely come with more Note: This is a fictional story and kept it simple and raw, enjoy reading :) I wish sometimes our brain could be so advance that I could have erased those memories and it would be so great to start thighs all over again, but this is life uk, we need to keep going with those memories not because they keep haunting us all the way long but to accept what need not have been done. aaj bhi ,aaj bhi hazaro photo aur voice text bhare pade hai jo bina dekhe ya bina sune pata nahi q dimag mai aise he chalthe hai, ab se shayad zindagi itni asaan ho ki cigrate ke packet ke sath jaise smoking causes cancer aatha waise insaan ke sath aisa kuch warning ata tho red flag aur green flag ke chakar mai he nahi padh tha, But mai raha old school , hopless romatic person aur usmai meri khaami shayad over belief ho jismai aur agar red flag ho usko bhi green karne ki koshish rakhta  ...
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 waited too long It's all over once again Note: The story is fictionally based and interlinked with the previous other chapters of  Waited too long. OK, this time it seems I'm confused about where to start this from? do I need to start counting the mistakes which I committed when she left, oops I mean vanished or do I need to start from the time when she called me all the way after a year. Now I'm not the same person as before she vanished, everything is changed the only thigh which is left is the way I love her remains the same, the way I still get excited to speak to her. but what's the use now when u have committed so many mistakes that you have no right to see or speak, she deserves better much much better. now it's a hard time to realize it. It's all over bruh. Never knew, love is the most addictive drug I have ever tried in my life, if I start counting the side effects I myself don't know how long the list goes on. Late at night after a year, my phone...
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The morning phase 3.2 Note: This is a fiction story, I hope you enjoy reading it. I feel like something hitting my head, I try to change my head around the pillow in sleep, and with some irritation, I get up with some annoying noise ooh shit the alarm was ringing, wtf did I overslept I had to check on her around 6 early mornings and it's already 6:30, shit I quickly drop a text on WhatsApp to check if her work is completed, I thought to call and something again stopped a 2 hour back she said she will take some break in some time and asked me to go to bed. later a day before  At night around 8pm, still trying to wipe the memories of her, I still wish it would be so easy to unlove someone, Mohabat karna hamare bus mai nahi but use door jaana wo hamare bus mai hai. But there was an inner urge to hear her voice, If the cost would have been so high I wish we never had met up, but every time I decided to move away from her the entire universe will tell me to take a step closure to her. I...
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