It felt Simply like the world was mourning Collectively with me. It rained tears outdoors, and Inside the dim mild forged by the lamp Inside the nook of the room, I scrolled by way of The footage on my mobile, Inside the fpreviouser titled ‘You and Me’. Of The primary ever trek Aprolongedside with Reet.
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I hear echoes of the laughter and Reet’s voice, however I do know They’re mere phantoms. All I used to be left with was the mocking silence in my lonely room. I might put amethod the reminiscences that reprimaryed in my telephone, however what Regarding These in my coronary heart and thoughts that have been indelible, try as I might to delete them…
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‘Do Lamp Submit’, written by Deepak Heera Rangnath, is The latest audio story narrated by Neelesh Misra in a collection titled Meri Pyaari Zindagi, which is a collaboration between Gaon Connection, India’s largest rural media platform, and the World Well …….