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  Everything what we see or heard isn't true yet verified once may be called smartness. I'm Nibha of twenty three, I'm here as it was my parents compulsion,they have dropped me in to earn some job,they considered computer science is the only option and I'm now in IT company working out of unwill I was interested in gymnastics and was even sent to classes earlier,which later turned to be my passion,I took private women's hostel and only hope of mine was Kiara my childhood friend in the sense of some fourth or fifth standard we were together later they shifted to karantaka,The years passed I met her in my office coincidentally and she was quite happening girl.I saw her the previous month in the front corridor and stuck up with her,we had planned the coming month to stay together as we took single room separately. 11:45 PM @panaji RAISE WOMEN'S HOSTEL Uff I'm again late now, thank god my scooty never got punctured as it always does in my hard times,The incomp

🌸💮PINK PETAL🌸💮 Coffee ☕ or milkshake 🥛 She asked from the cafe! I said I want  black tea with some potato chips.... I met her after a very long days of unfortunate duration, that's really bittersweet chocolate 🍫to be in distance.... Few years back.... GRAPE INSTITUTE OF ARTS AND SCIENCE @Yercaud 6:43AM That was cold winter windy,air was quite active as always,I was polishing myself hahaa in the sense getting ready for my college,that was calm welcoming morning,I could see some partial mist and translucent fog, the soothing Melodies of birds by road side,I was cycling and waving at milk man,the street vendor who crossed me,the smiling  red roses from the small bouquet shop lit more smile on my surface,My doggy wagging behind me as I was husshing him to get back to home,as I reached college it was his routine to drop me destination, sudden still in the cycle stand was odd,usual chaos was absent and I turned back it was a girl,She was popularly pretty pink  short girl with brown