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Take a Moment now ....

 Hey, 

I know you have deadlines, financial limits to match, a few friends to satisfy and maybe a few mouths to feed . Don't feel sorry if you were not able to make conversation with your beloved the way you wanted to have  just like the older days. Come on, that was just a few months or so, right ? It would have been disappointing at both the ends. Look, you have a few missed calls from the people demanding you time and complete attention and expect you to satisfy them, flawlessly. No honey, don't expect them to ask you if you feel fine or what did you sacrifice to be where you are today. In the world, it's results that matter, not efforts. That's unfortunate. You are stronger that this , right ? Don't worry , I know , you'll pass through this right away.

There is glowing winter sunshine outside and as you wanted to completely focus on the blinding screen, (that's way too bright for your sensitive eyes !) You decided to shut the windows and door. Now you won't be distracted by the cat rambling around , bathing in the sunshine.

Tasks done? Are you Tired ? Hungry ? Come back home soon. You have  been working really hard these days, I must tell you.  April ? Maybe I'll have vacations during March . Can we visit The-Land -of-your-Dreams then ? Let's have your favourite ice cream now or a hot-chocolate? Suit yourself. 

Done for the day ? We will talk tomorrow. Oh, no problem. All the plans will be worked upon. Maybe tomorrow ? A new day awaits with all the newness you are looking forward to. Everything will be fine. 

GOOD NIGHT  



Thank You.

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  1. It seemed like you're sitting right next to me... Sounds so natural as if it's a real conversation. A heartfelt oneπŸ’œ✨

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  2. πŸ™†‍♀️πŸ™‹‍♀️πŸ™†‍♀️

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