I still remember her vivid face. Years has passed, we had our last contact. Now it might happen that she will pass by and I won't be able to recognise her...
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I don't remember our first encounter. Her face was round with chubby chicks. She was a pretty little girl. Her hairs were smooth like silk and became golden when sunrays touched them. I still remember the talks we had. And I never understood what she used to say. But her jolly face turned serious. So quietly I used to listen her. Days past we became best friends. I shared my worries and happiness. And she never talk about such things. My curiosity lead me to ask her about her family. And it turned out she was orphan. She used to live in orphanage which was a lane away from the park. She came at the park to resolve her thoughts.
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She was child with happy face and teary eyes. That face used to calm me at times, that soul supported me but I didn't got time to resolve her internal conflict. I realised the alone and isolated she was. And so I promised her to be together forever. That day we played, ate, had long chats. It was fun. And I went busy in my academics. After a week I went to the same park to meet her and she wasn't there. I waited for days but she didn't came. She was gone forever from my life. But still in hope I visit that park. I think maybe she will come for me one day . But she is nowhere found. She will not return and that's the fact.....
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