What is easy to break- His Heart or your Father's dreams?
I regret choosing love over my father’s dreams.
Then what? During the first year of college, I met this amazing man and tossed my dreams like a paper ball out of the hostel room window, losing myself between the sheets.
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Disclaimer- This story has a semblance to people living or dead, but why should that matter.
I met her on a train journey a few years back.
I met her on Cathay Pacific airlines during a trip to Hong Kong.
I met her during a cruise vacation to the Royal Caribbean.
I met her on the road, in the parking lot, on the pathway.
I met her yesterday; I met her 13 years back.
She is here, and she is there, and she is nowhere, yet she is everywhere.
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