![Chaahat](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
A boy, forced to sell "patang" due to his family needs, is living with his Uncle, awry. With a constant doleful look, he grew more and more despondent..
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![Ikraar ki Ibaadat hai...](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/d1f2a0e6736f68abc4ff4b5bba251a88.jpg) |
Wo lamha shayad bayaan na kar pau, mila tha jab usse pehli baar. Pehli mulakaat ki kashish hi anoothhi thi, aaj bhi muskaan chhod jati hai.
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![Come back!](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
How it feels when someone very close to you is forced to fly away from you and you are just helpless!
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![Black and Blank...](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/605dc85e7e6100c1597f55635620a1ef.jpg) |
That accident turned all my green leaves, of my friend tree, to yellow, one by one, as if spring has arrived, not for me! I wish I could change this e..
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![My life flew away!](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/736cdf4650a63a213597cfc9deeabda0.jpg) |
Death is quite confusing! Sometimes we want to taste it and sometimes we all are afraid! Yet we know the death will taste us, for sure...
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