He hated late meetings as much as he feared walking past the morgue.
Today was different, Catherine had finally agreed.
The shadow kept dancing with his steps, and it was his only company.
Now he just had to cross the road and he would be home.
And then the shadow stopped dancing.
Sorry Ani,
First one here to post comment, but being a dim wit, an unintelligent soul that i am, and that i have seen the path to this blog, i dnt stop myself from coming everytime and just so i think i will ruin the fun by asking…..(if you only forgive…forget you will not, i know)…but is it that “He” died!!!! :P. š
i mean, this appeared a bit vague to me…*Please forgive a Dim-Wit*..
š
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š kyaa priya so much nautanki :D..yea he died
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hurrraaaayyy..i understand…..i got it right……:P š
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hehe yepp you did
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aila..creepy
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hehe kya hua bebu š
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sad.please write some happy posts:-) and ya even it took sometime to understand that he died.
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Manisha next one will be promise š
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This is an example of your best work! Truly so!
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Tulip *blush* *blush* š
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allo. thanks by stopping by.
i noticed u have a way with less words.
this one was well expressed, well told through a medium of shadow..
tc
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allo gypsy š
Welcome hai..
Nice comment ke liye thank you hai š
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Ooohh..loved this one!
The shadow is still dancing you know…Just look inside the cemetery š
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hehe choco you got a nice imagination š
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So sad !!! nice one
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Thanks adisha..i’m glad you liked :)..people are finding it difficult to understand š¦ sigh
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that was nice! didn’t strike he died until i read the comments !
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š thats ok daniel
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Great one Ani… one of the best in the ones i ve gone through on your blog till now…
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Thanks a lot pritesh..welcome to the blog š
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